Gentlemen, thank you so much for your patience during the past two months. Throughout November was the storm and stress of wrapping up life in New York, and most of December involved being bewitched by the magic of Newport at Christmastime while living in a construction disaster zone and a nightmare landlord. I also had an improvised workstation that turned me into a hunchback. On Christmas I moved again, this time into a fantastic place, but for the last 10 days I was working with my desktop computer on a bookcase! Only now do I finally have a proper desk and workstation, so beginning Monday things will normalize and we’ll brainstorm injecting new life and new voices into Ivy Style as we plow through our twelfth year.
So in the meantime, in the spirit of weathering storms, here’s a little pointer post to a recent piece by Esquire on the history of the Barbour jacket.
I finally got a waxed cotton jacket a few weeks ago, by the way. But influenced by Royal Male, the trad English shop here in Newport, I went with a Belstaff similar to the one pictured above. Never thought I’d go for a belted jacket, but then again I new thought of a lot of things. — CC