Tie-a-tie

I know, I’m probably a late boomer on this issue, but there’s a certain sense of satisfaction when you finally are able to tie your own tie after many failing attempts. It’s also quite cool to know that these tie knots actually have names, like the Windsor, half-Windsor or the Pratt knot, and all these other types of knots that supposedly fits all sorts of different collar sizes and occasions. I swear I’m going to be naming them in my head the next time I go to a formal occasion. I bet there are people out there that judges man by their tie knots and patterning, as well as integration of the tie with the entire outfit as a whole. I wouldn’t be surprised if they did, I feel like I’ve just discovered a whole new field on science of wearing clothes.

On the other hand, does anyone ever get the urge of going into Tip Top or other tailors and just grab shirts in all sorts of different colours with matching ties to go with them? This has to be some sort of a phase I’m going through. I felt excited to be shopping for shirts and ties, and I was obsessively going through each and every outfit that I mixed and matched, The sales lady was definitly annoyed with my multiple requests and questions. Nevertheless, I felt really excited, yet weirded out by my unexpected excitement over shirts and ties. I bet all of my male friends that have worked in an office setting couldn’t care less about shirts and ties, at the office anyways.

I had to remind myself that I need a decent job and more than just a few interviews before I can justify my purchase of all those shirts and ties. Isn’t it great to be at that age when you’re just hungry to prove yourself?