Last week, after a Zoom call for work, I noticed that my closet door was ajar. This is in my home office where I keep my casual clothes, whereas my suits and dress shirts are in the closet adjacent to our bedroom. Usually, the casual closet is accessed only on weekends, but during Covid, I am there far too often. Thinking it would make a nice Facebook post, I attached a photo, with a brief explanation that another hazard of Zoom from home is open closets.
My Facebook friends responded that the photo must have been staged, due to the neat closet. No, look how unevenly spaced apart those pants hangers are. And the 1990s era Brooks button-down carelessly draped across a hook. It is followed by another Brooks (old-new, as Christian would write), which is too frayed for office wear, (and unseen) one or two RLPs (peach and a blue university-stripe), and several Tommy Hilfiger very thick ’90s-era buttondowns, solids and uni-strip, all with locker loops and pockets, but with their annoying logo on the pocket. Also, all bought at thrift, likely costing no more than $75 for the entire lot. Again, this is the casual closet. Then there are a few tennis shirts (most call them polos) and three LL Bean flannel buttondowns. Extra buttondowns are stored in a nice chest beside the closet, these are shirts I do not wear these days due to: first, having so many, and second, not needing the sleek pinpoint oxfords since my company departed from ties and even dress clothing, or post August in the cooler Colorado climate where I live.
My dress clothing closet in the bedroom has an assortment of blue, white, and pink, a few uni-stripe, button downs, Brooks, Mercer, Michael-Spencer, and RLP dress shirts, three pinpoint non-buttondowns, including a Spencer club collar, followed by an assortment of Brooks Brothers and Jos. A Bank suits, all old era for both retailers, three odd jackets, and one Seersucker suit bought on eBay. I do not even recall the brand, plus my odd slacks, all but two being old era Brooks Brothers.
Back to the casual closet. Another Facebook friend commented that my clothing looks more like Tidewater Virginia attire (where I lived most of my life) as opposed to Rocky Mountain fare (where I live now). Of course. You can take the boy out of the South, as they say. Finally, the khakis. Most of these were bought at thrift stores, except for two new pair of Orvis “ultimate khakis” which are bullet-proof thick. No matter the provider it is hard to find old school long rise these days, no matter how the labels read, but I have two pair, bought at thrift, 1990s era which are the most comfortable of all, one with a 13” rise and one with, are you ready, 14”, made by Tommy Hilfiger. My wife hates those due to the saggy “bottom dollar” they create. Behind the khakis are cords for cold weather, and one pair of whale embroidered Nantucket reds, J Crew, bought at thrift.
The things we find to write about during this “ma, ma, ma, my Corona” unpleasantness in which we live. — JDV