the heart studs

Lately I wear studs almost all the time, and these are the current favorites.

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Hand sawed and stamped brass hearts, from the Etsy shop LibiClozet, stumbled upon while I was searching for something else entirely. Isn’t it always the way?

You can choose to get them without the text, and she has other shapes, too.

I like the lack of symmetrical precision, the handmade-ness giving them a childlike feel.

I don’t particularly want anything else heart-shaped or that says love on it but I really liked these. Buying them was one of those whimsical impulses that later feels strangely wise and appropriate, from which I then draw positive conclusions about my nature and mental/emotional state. Those are the best.

Wearing them here and here, though difficult to see, which shows you how small they are; really an excellent size.

on the street: the bowtie

It may be a function of spending more time in Cambridge than in Boston, but it’s not at all uncommon to see a bowtie around here, whether it’s a traditional or a personalized take. I pretty much enjoy them every time, but especially as a light formal touch on a mature man (where by mature I mean 40+, or maybe younger if they happen to have graying hair*). Maybe because it evokes that rumpled-yet-formal academic look I tend to like?

*which can be so elegant, to my eye.

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There’s no reason bowties can’t be worn in this easy way, no reason they have to feel outdated or theatrical. This gentleman is a great example of how effective adding a small, modest element like this can be. The absence of a vest or blazer and the simple white buttoned shirt, the slightly rolled sleeves, make it so wearable, so casual to me. Take away the bowtie and he blends into the sea of pedestrians. With it, though, I pause to appreciate. Chapeau to the wearers of bowties.

p.s. The next few posts will seem late as I have decamped to another time zone! San Francisco is beautiful, and I’ve got to go buy a towel. I’ll send you a post card.