I could never be an exclusive bow tie wearer. Some are. Not me. I simply like neck ties too much. These days, neck ties are almost as infrequently seen as bow ties. Besides, tie bars look pretty stupid on bow ties, and one needs to rock a tie bar from tie to time.
I picked up this Southwick suit at Goodwill for $10 just before Easter last year. I had Ellie hem the trousers with a massive cuff, just to be obnoxious. I love it because it's got no darts (a "sack jacket") and doesn't make you look like a linebacker with big shoulder pads. Way, WAY better to look ridiculous with big cuffs than with boxy shoulders.
The tie came from a thrift store for a buck or two. It's a pathetic faker club crest number, probably sold at Target, then at TJ Maxx, then given for free to folks in halfway houses for job interviews. After being rejected by all those markets, it finally found a good home with me.
The shoes are Florsheim longwings. Muted brown. Leather soles, of course. Bartered for 3 bow ties (thanks, Ellie. Easier to get forgiveness than permission, eh?) from a gent who couldn't quite fit into them.
And the tie bar comes from my late grandfather, Papa Sam--master of thrifting and master of looking very, very suave. Rico Suave on the el cheapo. Ellie made the hand-rolled cream-with-navy-pinstripe linen pocket square.
This suit is thick as heck. Better wear it a lot before South Carolina starts doing its thing. I might just wear it tomorrow. Hopefully it'll be warm and sunny so I can pair it with my old Vespa.