Showing posts with label gloves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gloves. Show all posts

23 September 2011

Trad Rule #88

Vogue October 15, 1936

Trad Rule #88: Never date a woman who is proficient with firearms.

03 November 2010

Dents Peccary Gloves

Where the good stuff is



L to R: Dents Tan Peccary, Brown & Tan Peccary, Black Peccary and Driving Glove - Good for a life



The Ho - Hum: Brown, cordovan and black - Good for a season


A leather reinforcement or 'quirk' improves fit



Cashmere lining does not pull out


Looks good with covert cloth



Peccary doesn't make it any easier to get a cab - Just more fun


Skin color and grain are matched and hand sewn


Measure writing hand at widest point


Unlined Peccary

Like a NYC pre-war apartment door. Like a double breasted Savile Row suit. Like a pair of WWII khakis. Like a '70s Rolex Sub. You know it when you feel it. That physical gravitas that is unknown today. Pick up a pair of Dents Peccary gloves and you immediately notice the heft and the substance followed by the realization that what you're holding is unlike any glove you've ever known.

The Dent Peccary glove lined in cashmere has soul and heart under its weight. And you know there's a damned good chance it will be worn and appreciated long after you've left this world. Peccary is a South American wild hog with a passing resemblance to the Sloths I saw in Panama. It's an ugly looking animal with a nasty disposition. They frequently fight among themselves leaving them with scars on their skin and ultimately...your gloves.

There's a patina to the leather with small holes where hair grew out. Sewn by hand, they are a disappearing luxury from a company in Warminster, England that goes back to 1777. Only two drawbacks. They draw a lot of attention from women. One woman tried to steal a pair of my Peccaries in a bar. Two, they don't come cheap.

Eight Christmases ago, the Foxtrot and I decided to forgo gift frequency for gift severity. We'd give each other only one gift but we'd make that gift special. She gave me Peccary gloves - - although I doubt she knew giving gloves at Christmas is a tradition dating back to medieval times. In the years since I've chased down many a cab and bus to get them back. I still have them.

The rich gold color contrasts well with a covert coat. Any Barbour but especially the Blue Border. A camel Polo coat. A tweed Chrysalis field coat. Even my old army field jacket. And in a world of S,M,L & XL, it makes sense a company that's been around since 1777 offers individual sizes. Gloves are all about the fit. I'm a 9. Just like my shoes. Measure your writing hand across the widest point to determine your size. If you're between - round up. Besides, once a man is north of 35 - he should know his glove size and have a proper pair of gloves.

Visit 'Trad Approved' for the details. Full disclosure: Dents issued me a pair of Peccary gloves for a ten year test after which they will be returned to the factory for a full field report. I hope I don't lose them.

02 November 2010

86 to 36...

Sunday



Monday

...degrees. It is time to break out the serious gloves.

20 November 2007

Hog Skin Gloves

The Brits call it Boar Skin. Seen in the Herzfeld window on 57th just off Park. I caught a woman trying to steal mine in a bar. Always a good sign. Suede gloves? Never.