This posted yesterday to Instagram (click here to play). Perhaps the guy had just come from the airport. Then again, that’s a lot of hashtags.
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This posted yesterday to Instagram (click here to play). Perhaps the guy had just come from the airport. Then again, that’s a lot of hashtags.
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This was the exact kind of look I witnessed in Greenville, Miss. in the late 1950s.
Mr. McConnell — Do you know Julia Reed by any chance? She writes fondly of growing up in Greenville, although a bit later on. As for the shorts with blazer or sport coat look, I saw it occasionally in Lexington, Va. in the 80s, but without knee socks. I do not think I have ever seen the full shorts-socks-jacket ensemble outside of Bermuda, and have never worn it outside of Hamilton, although I think it is a sensible way of dressing up in the tropics.
Charlottesville: long time, no see; I hope you are enjoying your summer. I had to chime in, since once of the things I look forward to the most, each time I receive ‘Garden & Gun’, is Julia Reed’s column. Never been to Greenville, but through her I feel as if I have.
That jacket is just about perfect as far as madras goes. Entertaining juxtaposition of tropical clothing. Great hat too.
In the late 1960s, I saw this type of coordination in the many fashion pages of the Men’s Club magazine in Japan. I guess this Madras jacket might be VAN Jacket made.
I believe this person’s age is late 60 year old now because I think he got this coordination idea through the Men’s Club magazine. I saw often these type of guys in Ginza street in Tokyo in the late’60s. It is a great looking.
As I understand it, the guy works for the Fairfax Collective and they’ve been pushing madras a lot lately. I assume there’s a lot of tags because it’s a commercial account.
Charllotesville
I never knew Julia Reed, I left around the time she was born. FYI, Shelby Foote the historian was born in Greenville.
It was a great place to be a kid, lots of adventure.
Paul — Good to hear from you as well. I am a G&G subscriber too, and can also recommend Ms. Reed’s books if you have not read them. If I recall correctly, Queen of the Turtle Derby has some very good (and funny) stuff about the area.
MacMcConnell – I can imagine Greenville was a wonderful place to grow up, but I bet it was HOT. I didn’t know about Shelby Foote. What a brilliant and charming man. I could listen to him talk all day. Tom Wolfe was another with that combination of voice and manner that are so quintessentially “Southern Gentleman.” He never lost it even after 50+ years of living in Manhattan. I wish I had it, but I must settle for wearing seersucker and hope people overlook the rest.
Charlottesville
I was born in Panama City, Fla., moved to Greenville when I was three, moved to San Antonio when I was ten. The heat and humidity never bothered me that’s why cotton was king.
I visited Greenville in 1990, it had grown enormously. Many of the landmarks of my childhood were recognizable, but there was no way a kid could ride a bike for ten minutes to be out in the country.
Oh and Southern drawl, when I moved to Kansas City at fourteen I was sent to speech therapy at school, evidently the teachers couldn’t understand a word I said.
MacMcConnell — That is funny. My wife lost her deep Georgia accent quickly on moving to Virginia as a youngster, but her parents never did. It was remarkable how many syllables they could get out of a one syllable word, and the letter “R” was banned from word endings. My own maternal grandmother was much the same, although for some reason my mother did not inherit it, nor did I.
I love the gentle drawl of southerners like Foote and Wolfe, but confess to having occasional difficulty deciphering the locutions of my more rustic neighbors. It took me a few seconds to realize that the fellow suggesting that I “spray-uhd top sole” was proposing that I spread topsoil on a bear patch before sowing seed. No reason to say the pronunciation is wrong, just different. We will be a culturally poorer country if regional accents disappear, particularly if the valley-girl accent that I hear from 90% of college students becomes the default. No matter where they come from, they sound like they have a bubble caught in their throats and the rising inflection makes every declarative sentence sound like a question. Not sure what caused it, but it is ubiquitous.
Charlottesville
I was the sibling with the drawl out of nine children. I believe because Greenville was the only place we lived off base and went to a non-military school. I started school there with locals, not a military base with people from all over the states. My three older sisters had lived in KC and Japan, one was born in occupation Japan.
My father could understand and do the dialect, seems in the past jet jocks all spoke that was while flying.
I’ve lost the drawl, but still find myself using Southern phrases. In the past I’ve gone on Southern golf trips with Midwest frat brothers. They can’t understand a word when dealing with Southerners, I translate. They swear I get the drawl back in three day in to the trip. I’ve never been anywhere in this country that I don’t love the land and the people, but I do miss the South.
Thanks, Mac. I love to hear the drawl and can drop into several styles of Southern lingo fairly easily when in conversation with a native speaker, as well as a bit of Midwest, New York and the Boston-area accent of my teenage classmates when I briefly lived up up there among the Yankees. It’s hard to judge one’s own voice accurately even when listening to a recording but, I suppose, my natural sound is a slightly nasal amalgam of North and South but most influenced by what passes for normal in central Virginia.
@Fumio Adachi
He most likely wearing an expensive Tailor Caid jacket instead of something RTW.