Style Jacking: Men of The 20’s

On Monday of this week, Iris Apfel waged the difference between the old New York and the new New York using a description: “No one used to walk down 5th Avenue like they were coming out of a shower bath.”

If this is true, there is something to be said of the luxury of convenience and comfort that has been afforded to modern humanity. Let man walk down 5th Avenue however he shall please, right?

But unfortunately, with the initiation of this luxury has seemingly come the depreciation of another, more traditional form where all the tangible stuff associated with glamour — hair flips and crystal socks, pocket squares and 800 thread count ties, three-piece suits because it’s Monday and hats that have nothing in common with baseball — have been lifted like a sanction and consequently forgotten.

What’s more, the stories from these days now seem so old, they tend to sound like nothing more than just that: fanciful stories of romantic fiction. But every now and then, it’s nice — perhaps even necessary — to marvel in the utopian days of yore.

So before we hang our caps for the weekend and kick off our Nike sneakers to reveal the thick fuzzy socks we’ve been wearing two days too long, let’s hear it for the men of the suspended days of suspenders, organized facial hair and quotidian dress shoes. Maybe we could take a cue from them, too.

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