I took my niece and nephew out (they’re adults) to a cool nightclub last night. 40 years ago I was no stranger to the nightlife. I dressed appropriately for the venue. Black button down, grey slacks, houndstooth sports jacket, and Capezio Jazz Oxfords (for dancing). The website stated a dress code of “dress to impress”. I was not impressed. Shorts, tee shirts, flip flops were in abundance. I was the only guy in the place with a sport coat. I had some guys compliment me on the jacket, asked me what I do, and even ask me if I owned the place. I guess times have changed. 🤷‍♂️

OK, so by introducing yourself you are guaranteed to get to level 2 - it's really that easy and I LOVE learning more about the cool people in this group. Feel free to share where you're from, why you're here, what you do for a living, and what you like about style. Are you a watch guy, suit guy, fragrance guy, or maybe just getting started? Have fun here!

When you wear a long sleeve button down shirt casually, how often do you roll the sleeves up? I haven’t been in the habit of doing it. But I’ve noticed my brother does it almost all the time.

Luckily pink goes with everything. 1 plate and 8 Screws with 70 mins of surgery. Overnight stay as the procedure didn’t Finish until l 1930ish and I was given Morphine and therefore need monitoring for 4 Hours. Hope you are all well and having a beautiful FriYay

My buddy Tim and I met for the first time back in 1978. He was the President of his fraternity and they were rushing me as an 18 year old. He remembers it. I remember the party but not him. In 2002 I moved from Virginia to the same town in Oklahoma where he lived and by 2004 we were in the band together and have been two old band mates that argue like an old married couple ever since. Today is the third day I’ve been up to see him in the hospital and he just woke from a biopsy. He and I are like a Felix and Oscar of the Odd couple if you are old enough to remember the tv show. I remember original movie. Tim if not in a half tucked graphic T with non matching yellow socks with sandles, or if he is in an outfit for court (he is the county public defender) that usually resembles a tacky Christmas party -year round. Me- well - you know-perhaps a little different. Nevertheless we are best of friends and we kind of have a Laurel and Hardy reputation when we get to the pub together. To go to the hospital I needed to dress comfortably. The fourth pair of pants I tried on finally found some that weren’t falling off. I grabbed my RL linen pants with my green polo and Native American belt, Pendleton socks, Clark’s black woven shoes and Borealis watch. Worried about my buddy but not letting him know that I am.