Kudos to longtime Ivy Style supporter R. Hanauer for the wonderful cover on its new spring catalog, which arrived in my mailbox today (as it should have in yours).
Hanauer paid tribute to the great tradition of apparel illustration that companies such as Brooks Brothers and LL Bean championed for so many years. A quick call to company scion Randall Jr. revealed that they indeed commissioned the illustration, and the artist’s name is David Merck.
That painting looks like a direct reference to the Foxfield Races in Charlottesville that will commence in three weeks’ time. I’ve bought my tickets, but I still have to pick out my outfit.
Very nice illustration.No designer stubble or skinny jeans.
R Hanauer makes a great bow tie & the delivery is quick! My preferred style is the 1 3/4 inch straight Jackson Model.
Darts and the occasional pleat conceded, Ivy/Trad/Preppy lives, breathes, and thrives in the South. Many parts, anyway.
Looks like Foxfield.
Could be that SartoriallyCavalier is correct, but my guess is that this relates more to the Camden Cup in Camden, SC–after all R Hanauer is located in same (SC). Incidentally the Cup was held just recently and is “the scene” of southern prep and “the masses.”
Kudos, indeed. This and Tailor Caid’s illustrations are some of the best commercial illustrations that I have seen lately. Even if there are croakies in the pic above.
This is fantastic, illustrations and paintings as advertising speak to the man that desires elegance in his dress. Contrast this with most modern photographic ads, especially Brooks Brothers and Ralph Lauren: men wearing almost lewd outfits (whether uncomfortably close-fitting or skin-exposing) that speak, for the most part, to a man’s desire not to look elegant, but sexually desirable.
Sex sells, does elegance?
Not sure about the Pepto Bismol pink waistcoat-bowtie combo. But what the hell kind of good taste can one expect of a Croakies wearer?
Neoprene croakies & beer can koozies, red Solo cups, a box of fried chicken and a tailgate party at the races… these are a few of the Southerner’s favorite things…
Also, going to a Mardi Gras ball with a thousand rednecks in white tie is a truly sublime experience.
You tell ’em, Coop. If I’m not mistaken, there seems to be a corn hole game going on in the background.
What we can’t see: roper boots. Also, hard to believe nobody’s wearing a filthy, worn-out team “lid.”
What we can’t smell: Maker’s Mark, Skoal, and Polo cologne.
What we can’t hear: the sound of Jeep Cherokee and Chevy Tahoe engines, “y’all” every third word.
I can forgive a lot and love Southern style, but for the life of me I could never get into Croakies.
My God S.E., Y’all killin me, I’ve owned Cherokees, have worn Polo and am a sour mash drinker. I must admit, I had to Google “Croakies” when our friend OCBD mentioned them. I’m a lot of things, but not a “Croakies” affectionado. The more I think about it, Croakies would come in handy on my bass boat. Wonder if they’re made to match my ropers? 😉
I too had to google the term “croakies”. The first phrase that comes to mind is “heaven forfend!”
Although bow ties are and have been a traditional trad and prep neckwear item I never felt comfortable wearing one. To me, from the bow tie down to the belt of a solid color dress shirt, was nothing. It appeared that something was missing. Empty. Perhaps it’s just me.