laying on the floor. What would one wear with said coat?
The funny thing is that I got a bit warm, so I flung it in the bushes after about 10 minutes. Then when my state of mind was repaired, I realized I had lost my keys. After not finding them near or in my car- I tracked down the jacket in the bushes (w/ keys in pocket) and readopted the coat.+1
Unless you know it was intentionally discarded.
I don't own any jeans- would khakis and a white OCBD work?Wear it with jeans to a night club or bar. I have a black velvet jacket that I wear to the bar and other places. Its actually quite versatile and not nearly as garish as it sounds. The key is to exercise restrain with the rest of the outfit. Plain white shirt, dark jeans, simple shoes...
actually I believe jeans are more 'fashion forum-ish.' I believe that khakis perform better in the backwoods and dry off quicker after a river crossing in addition to looking better. As an old-young soldier, I also prefer the martial look of khakis.It would in the fashion forum, they like everything.
I think that such a jacket should smell of cavendish.In Atlanta, bars and restaurants that restrict admission to those over 18 may allow smoking. Do you ever wear your velvet jacket to a place where people smoke? I'd be concerned about it acting like a sponge and requiring a hosing down with Febreze and a trip to the cleaners.
I am sure that if we ever meet, we will toss back a pint and recount our gentlemanly tales of adventure and the odyssey of the jacket that night. In fact I wore the obviously abandoned jacket the rest of the night and was walking about looking for my friend who i'd lost after I had gone off to find my lost keys which I found in the jacket's pocket in the bushes. It was early morning, and I was slightly intoxicated so it probably wouldn't have made sense to approach one of the many cop cars that were parked about, especially because I was visiting from another university. I think that perhaps you forget what Saturday night was like back in the 1930s. And as far as my moral fiber, I believe perhaps my short and distinguished record of international NGO service and military service carry more weight than you might believe. Thus I demand satisfaction for your questioning my moral fiber, and thus my honor which is more dear to me than life itself.If you have moral fiber stiffer than your legal reasoning, you'll drop it off at lost / found. If you don't, you will perhaps have a shred of pragmatism, and realize the high likelihood of somebody your size drunkenly recognizing their distinctive blue velvet jacket in Palo Alto, and objecting accordingly.
Ah my good man, I too wish there were more such locals. In my high school you could wear anything with a collar (no printing/ ads) and any pants/ shorts except for jeans. Jeans were never allowed. But that was back in the old days when I was in high school (very end of the 20th century).I don't understand it either. It looks like someone just had time to change half of their clothes after work or play.
We need more of those places, or maybe I just need to find them.
When I was in the Army a long time ago, when off duty we could wear any civilian clothes we wanted to with the sole exception of jeans.
OT and perhaps of little interest to anyone but me, but when I was in the service the Army still had a mule troop in Colorado. A chap that I knew was a helicopter mechanic and was sent there and they had too many with his MOS so he got to lead mules up and down the mountains of Colorado. He said he did not enjoy it a great deal.
Sorry my good man, but I am having trouble following your pidgin ghetto style of writing. But I followed you for the first half. If it any consolation to you, I am a poor speller.That was the extent of your lead-off post. You don't mention that you attempted to find the owner (and with a groovy hit me up). So Tradical was within bounds to offer the following:
Prompting you to add after-the-fact declarations of your honor. Sorry, ain't buying.