I saw sweaters for sale on Greenwich Avenue yesterday. It is back to school time. Which is weird because that used to be the third week of August. Yet, here we are.
First, check out J. Press’s Pennant Label. They USE the word “Ivy.”
I have been toying with the idea of starting a discussion about Ivy Things I Can’t Pull Off. For me, as bad as I want to, and I want to badly, I cannot do bucket hats. And I have the best one.
They just don’t look right on me. And they also get my vote for most bastardized (well, maybe the ballcap, but this is a mighty close second) Ivy element. I don’t think you can consider the tie purely an Ivy element, so I am not including this. VICE did a piece on the BEST bucket hats, and here is what they pick:
I started down the bucket hat rabbit hole because The Amazing Tom sent me a Times article about bucket hats. It starts with a letter from a guy named “Jeffrey”. “Jeffrey” is from London, but he has mighty American references. “Jeffrey” has lupus and needs a hat. “Jeffrey” writes the author, Ms. Vanessa Friedman:
Seven years ago, I was diagnosed with the autoimmune condition lupus, which includes an extraordinary sensitivity to sunlight. A baseball cap won’t suffice and looks silly with my urban professional wardrobe. Fedoras, trilbys and Panamas seem to proclaim the wearer as either an extravagant nonconformist or an anti-feminist reactionary. Is there a middle ground? — Jeffrey, London
But Ms. Friedman does a good job of running down the whole bucket hat deal. Here is a link to the article:
It’s Yale day here. Here’s a more in line bucket hat if you like Yale, don’t like Nantucket, and are not at the French Open:
What Ivy Element do you think you can’t pull off?