Whenever I wear this style of coat it evokes in me a sense of authority and responsibility and commands respect in others, something that I don’t necessarily like as you know if you have read this blog penned under the Bacchic seal of drunken madness. But it’s ideal daywear when I want to have a chat with my bank-manager or take a stroll on the Ringstrasse followed by a nice cup of tea in a café where I’ll read luxury editions of poetry-books that are elongated to such an extent that only 3, 4 words will fit into a single line.
Sometimes I eccentrically don’t take it off but bury myself inside of it while whispering to the waiter in a hushed voice so that he can hardly understand me, showing my contempt for society while still partaking in it somehow.
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I'd love to see a picture of this baby in daylight, from your POV! Auf die ToDo-Liste;-)
Im thinking of getting one tailored, but am still wondering wether to get the tweedish thing in a green tone or 'just' the classic...
If you got one tailored I'd certainly like to see it, too. :)
penned under the Bacchic seal of drunken madness
Well said. I know it.
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Excellent! Both the coat and your writing! I have a similiar coat, and it evokes the same feelings in me.
Well you're obviously a poet with your contempt/participation in society, you remember what Oscar Wilde said, I won't insult you by repeating it. As a boy I wore that coat in dark gray herringbone, we called it a Chesterfield.
LSS: Thank you kindly.
PGdB: Oscar WHO??
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