Brannoch is long gone. Owned by Plaid Clothing Group, Inc. and acquired by Hartmarx in 1996, it died under the watch of William Roberti. Mixing plaid successfully is not child's play. Neither is presiding over Brooks Brothers under Marks & Sparks or shooting Duck Head with a .410 shotgun. Today Roberti works as a public sector crisis management consultant. He must be doing something right.
Here's the video for the Mad for Plaid event. Also, the jazzy mid-twentieth century furniture used in the windows isup for auction here. If your furniture consists of cinder blocks, milk crates and particle board from Ikea, this is your chance to score some grown up stuff at huge discount and help some charities out as well.
You have until November 12th to get your bids in. If I don't see any bids by Nov. 5th, I'm gonna tell the Keno brothers.
Clinking glasses, smooth conversation, easy sophistication. All that was missing was a cloud of cigarette smoke and it could have been the Pershing in Chicago with Ahmad Jamal playing Poinciana. Cue the video while you scroll down the slides and you'll get the vibe of the night. Elegant, but not stuffy. Cool, but not hip.
From 1992 to 1997, I worked in the Chicago Hancock and would step through the lobby Paul Stuart store on my way to lunch. I always felt like a grown up in Paul Stuart. I still do. When I felt the need to pull the trigger on a serious suit for a first meeting with George Steinbrenner, I chose a Paul Stuart navy, two button, side vent. It's a standard. Like Paul Desmond's, Take Ten. It gave the cocky confidence I needed and like the insurance I was selling, it gave me peace of mind.
It was an honor to do a window (Video here) as well as meet some folks who read The Trad. Young and old were there last Thursday night without a flip flop in sight. Many thanks to Cain, Mona and Tom for making me look good...despite having misplaced my lips somewhere between 1999 and 2002. Also, to the best photographer, in or out of Australia.
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