Our last post was on an old-school Atlanta retailer, but there are new kids on the block in that city, too. Country Club Prep has been a loyal sponsor of Ivy Style since it first opened, and now, after steady growth for some six years, it’s moving its warehouse and having a huge sale to decrease the load. It may not apply to the Dubarry jacket pictured above, however.
There are two new books out, and assignments are up for grabs if you’d like a copy to review and/or interview the author (use the Contact button above if interested). First up is Byron Tully, author of “The Old Money Book” and a past contributor to Ivy Style. He has a new book coming out specifically on Old Money style. Quite different, but still of interest to us here, is “BlueBloody: Memoirs Of An Ivy League High School Dropout,” by Scott James Meyer.
Finally, a reader tipped me off to a new piece in The American Conservative, in which Casey Chalk argues that our fascination with British royals is because we miss our American version of a hereditary ruling class, the WASPs. Well, at least a few people do.
My ancestors recognized that even if many WASPs looked condescendingly upon their Catholicism, their culture, and their language, WASP-dominated America offered something worth assimilating into. It’s WASP culture, by the way, that’s been unparalleled in its promotion of representative government, civic life, and personal socio-economic advancement. The disadvantages of certain historic aspects of WASP American culture—including anti-Catholic prejudice and anti-immigrant bullying—were far outweighed by the advantages.
I recently took a tour of Ford’s Theatre. In one sense, Lincoln’s assassination has practically no intersection with my family’s story in America. Moreover, just about everyone mentioned during the tour—Lincoln himself, his assassin John Wilkes Booth, Lincoln’s guest Major Henry Rathbone, Lincoln’s doctor Charles Leale—was a WASP. Yet reflecting on the Civil War, and that fateful Good Friday in 1865, I knew this was my history as much as any other Americans, whether they arrived on the Mayflower, some crowded steamship in the 1890s, or a U.S. Navy vessel fleeing South Vietnam in 1975. I’ve been invited to make it my own, through my public education, through exposure to American culture, and through my citizenship.
WASPs can keep their Protestantism, their ethnic and familial elitism, and, as far as I’m concerned, their affection for the British royal family. As for their many commendable values—well, I cannot imagine myself, or my family, without them.
Check it out here. — CC