After yesterday's post about female style icons I realized that nearly everybody -- Cathy included -- has a style icon except me. I am among the icon-challenged.
I've thought about possibilities but I'm hitting a wall.
Naturally, one starts with those one is said most closely to resemble.
Zac, obviously. But he has very different coloring than I do and he's hardly a fashion leader.
Paul. He was short, but I don't know...I'm not feeling it.
Dan. He's certainly attractive in a boy band sort of way, but that shirt...no, he's off the list.
Then there are the classic debonair types:
Elegant and well tailored all, but I'm not a suit and tie sort of guy. I've never worn a pocket square in my life and I'm not about to start now. Uh uh.
What's to become of me, readers? It's like being out to sea without an anchor or a sail or a rudder or something; I haven't spent much time on boats to be honest.
So this is what I ask of you. You know me pretty well by now. Give me two names. One a living person, one dead. Living, so I can trust this person dresses like people really do today; dead, so I can potentially track down some of their old clothes.
As for valuable prizes, I have some fantastic vintage patterns I've accumulated over the last year. I'll let you pick one; we'll work something out. But goodness, I would hope you'll do this out of friendship and not for the reward.
I'm a native New Yorker and sewing fanatic! I started sewing in 2009 and today make all my own clothes using vintage sewing machines and vintage patterns. I also sew for private clients. Welcome to the warm and whimsical world of Male Pattern Boldness, where the conversation is sewing, style, fashion, fabric, and more!