I Love a Man in a Uniform
I'm fascinated by successful people with considerable spending power who essentially live in one outfit. I think they’re onto something.
I'm fascinated by successful people with considerable spending power who essentially live in one outfit. I think they’re onto something.
In a perfect wardrobe, all the shirts and jackets have a perfect sleeve length that reveal that ideal one-quarter to one-half inch of shirt cuff. But if you haven’t brought the shirts to the tailor, or if the shirt is new and hasn’t shrunk to size yet, there is a solution to “shortening” shirt sleeves: elastic arm bands.
As I learn more about plastic and the hazard it presents to the environment, I’ve been making a conscious effort to use less and less of it every day. I decline straws in restaurants and I honestly cannot remember the last time I bought water or any beverage in a plastic bottle. (Why can’t spring water come in aluminum or paper like soda or many protein drinks?)
When the temperature dropped to the low 60s/high 50s yesterday, I reached into my closet for my Harris Tweed for the first time since early spring.
Magazines, blogs and society suggest that real men should be obsessed with boobs, beer, bourbon, beef, bacon, basketball, big cars, big houses and other big stuff. I'm not on board with that.
In this episode of my podcast, I ponder the question: is it better to own or to rent? Each option has its benefits and bummers. But as I get older, having been a guest and keen observer of many owners over the decades, I’m less attracted to the idea of “ownership” and more interested in traveling light as the renter I’ve always been.
It’s hot as hell here in Cleveland, with a heat advisory extending through the weekend. When temperatures are this high, we’re all reminded to stay hydrated. And smart hydration means water. Not sodas, not juices, not flavored waters, ades or beverages, but water. Just plain water and preferably water that has been through a chlorine filter.
I love t-shirts. I wear them all the time. While a tailored suit is my standard uniform when I’m out and about representing myself or any endeavor with which I’m associated, my uniform at home is a t-shirt and jeans (which I’m wearing as I type this in my apartment).
Based on what I’ve said, written, tweeted, etc., about cars, I seem to have cultivated the perception that I’m anti-car. I’m not. It would be more accurate to say that I’m simply not a fan of cars in the city. I’ve got absolutely no problem with people getting cars on intelligent car leasing for them to drive around.
I’ve skipped a month in this series, but my principle thesis remains the same: car ownership is unnecessary when living in a city. I’m living proof of it.