English-born actor Cary Grant leaving his London hotel, April 24, 1946.
I have never quite understood it.
The fascination some women have for a man in a suit.
Perhaps my incomprehension stems from the fact that I have worn them all my working life. They have been my uniform, my wardrobe, my second skin. They have been my attire from general office to boardroom. my inevitable clothing for business travel all round the world. The archetypal Englishman dressed in a Jermyn Street suit, formal. double cuffed Egyptian cotton shirt, silk tie, cufflinks, leather handmade shoes and belt.
But the first thing I have always done on arriving home is discard the tie, remove the jacket and replace the trousers with a faded pair of comfortable Levis. Even before I pour myself a glass of wine.
I am now close to giving up work in order to write full-time (almost certainly just for pleasure rather than artistic gain – given my lack of talent and industry). This current business contract will, if all goes well, be my last. A week ago I gave a dozen of my suits to a charity store. I cannot wait to give away the rest.
Except that I will keep a few back.
Who knows when I might need to impress?
(arches a mischievous eyebrow)
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
The photograph, which I believe is credited to Keystone and owned by Getty Images is of the English-born actor Cary Grant.
I wrote this a year ago. The business project stretched out far longer and more intensively than I expected, but is now, apart from a few loose ends, all but done. I am now immodest enough to call myself a writer.
And yes, I still have a half a dozen of my favourite suits hanging in the wardrobe.