For the holidays I did a bit of traveling in the frozen tundra of the north and for me that's pretty much anything north of 38 Longitude. While traveling crazy dinner plans were made and actually came together quite nicely! During this dinner with friends I received a rather unexpected gift that has relevance to this silly blog I have.
The gift was a cylinder, a bit of cloth sticking out one end which I was told to pull. So I pulled. One after another, after another I pull forth from this impossible package squares of cloth tied together by a corner. When I was done pulling I had nearly a 5ft long rope of silk pocket squares of varying colors and textures... Oh and I think I was grinning like a fool.
It was an amazing and thoughtful gift and I am truly grateful for the thought put into it.
The pocket squares were given as something I could add to my (lacking) wardrobe and definitely something that fits within the 1920-ish style I pay homage. When I got them home the first thing I did was delicately iron out all the wrinkles and creases that had form. Let me tell you that was no easy task. You'd think it would be easy enough ironing that all out but, as stubborn goes, I found these little squares to be my match.
Sans wrinkles I now have a bevy of squares to mix and match and coordinate with my ties. Funny thing about silk? It doesn't want to stay folded... EVER. It is an unstoppable force.
In the future I'm probably going to break out the iron again and learn a couple of spiffy pocket square folds, then Iron them stable. But as for now... I keep it simple!
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