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June 9, 2005

Warning

Incidentally, partners: It is not a "reminder" if you didn't tell us before. Also, 9pm at night is no time to tell people to be at the office at 9am the next day.

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June 8, 2005

Every Girl's Crazy 'Bout a Sharp-Dressed Man

Long ago, I started my series on life's little luxuries. Today, I take you one step further in making yourself a little more pampered. Look, it's simple: clothes often make the man. The man himself, it is true, can ruin your impressions of him by behaving more the ass and less the gent, or vice versa. But the fact is that time and again, people are shocked by being mugged by "well-dressed" men. Even after they've been threatened, such people will retain a sense of doubt and think that something must be wrong, because after all, he was wearing a suit! But a suit alone doesn't do it, because we all know from movies and TV that certain men just don't look right in a suit. They wear rumpled clothes--though they fit haberdashery niceties--and they are rumpled men. But not everyone looks good in a suit, and especially not when they don't look like the mannequin in Joseph Abboud, Hugo Boss, or Calvin Klein's studio. My particular morphological crosses to bear are thick thighs, a broad chest, and shoulders that slope (and at which every tailor and suit salesman I've ever run across has either shuddered or commented). Put me in an off-the-rack suit, and I'll look like a kid wearing his dad's clothes or a bouncer putting on airs about his stylishness. Which is why a custom suit, though expensive, is the little luxury I trumpet here. I don't have many; don't think I can do that so well. But I have a couple, and they make me look and feel like a regular studmuffin.#[stud] The clothing doesn't bunch, it hangs perfectly and straight, it makes me look slim and poweful simultaneously, has room for wallet, keys, phone, Blackberry, and pen without it looking like you're smuggling raisins or heavier fruit. Put very simply, it makes me look as though I was born to do this, to wear this suit, to walk this way, and to be that cool. And while I definitely think I was born to be cool (or at least that I very much enjoy being me), the fact is that the suit just shows that to be the case without telling everyone. I am comfortable showing myself as a well-dressed, professional person in my suit, even when I'm not being particularly professional or am feeling somewhat uncomfortable. It's not quite a suit of armor against the world in which you may feel awkward, but emotionally, it's the exact same thing. [stud]: Yes, studmuffin. Like Patrick Swayze without the sleaze.

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