{"id":2671,"date":"2005-02-24T15:06:00","date_gmt":"2005-02-24T20:06:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kith.org\/journals\/vardibidian\/2005\/02\/24\/2671.html"},"modified":"2018-03-12T16:48:07","modified_gmt":"2018-03-12T21:48:07","slug":"veddy-english-cut","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/2005\/02\/24\/veddy-english-cut\/","title":{"rendered":"Veddy, English, Cut"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>One of the blogs I occasionally look in on is Clive Thompson&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/collisiondetection.net\/\">Collision Detection<\/a>, which didn&#8217;t actually have anything too interesting recently, but pointed me to <a href=\"http:\/\/englishcut.com\/\">English Cut<\/a>, the website of Thomas Mahon, a Savile Row tailor.\n<p>I am a fop. I&#8217;m actually a retired fop, at this point; I rarely dress up for anything, and I have settled into a look that is, whilst individuated, easily put together from parts found in an average mens&#8217; clothier. Still, when set loose in London, I walked up Jermyn Street, marveling at the stuff in the windows, and took a turn onto Savile Row. By the way, if you haven&#8217;t been, it&#8217;s a great example of the presentation of English class. In Oxford Circus, signs scream SALE!; on Jermyn Street, signs admit to Reductions. On Savile Row, the signs admit to nothing. In Oxford Circus, the flashiest suits are displayed in large, well-lit windows; on Jermyn Street, staid suits are positioned in small, dimly lit windows. On Savile Row, you might get a squint at some magnificent bolts of cloth. On the other hand, you can see the various coats of arms. Trousers by appointment to his Majesty the Prince Consort, dontchaknow. It&#8217;s dreamy. Of course, I also stood outside a shop window at (if I recall correctly) the Burlington Arcade for half an hour, just looking at the waistcoats.\n<p>Still, considering how much I like clothes, I know very little about them. English Cut is teaching me a lot. And, even, making me think a bit. When I read <blockquote>Regardless of your budget, whether we're talking about canvasses or buttonholes, I&#8217;d personally go for the coat that&#8217;s had the most human involvement. Even if the only difference is ten pounds (\ufffd10) in the cost, because it&#8217;s got the buttons sewn on by hand, that's what makes the difference. It was made by a person. There's a story behind it. It has an energy to it no machine can ever recreate. And this hold true whether you're spending \ufffd2000, or \ufffd20.<\/blockquote> I was a bit skeptical. I&#8217;m always a bit skeptical when I read about any inanimate object having an energy, or an aura, or a vibe, even if it is meant metaphorically. On the other hand, it&#8217;s true that I like wearing handmade. I wear sweaters my mother knitted in 1983; I like wearing it, in part, because I know she knitted it. I have a magnificent tie made out of marbled silk; I only met the craftsmen at the fair where I bought the tie, but I&#8217;m awfully fond of the tie. It&#8217;s not reasonable, it&#8217;s not sensible to have an attachment to some bits of cloth that were stitched or woven by hand rather than machine, but it is part of my nature to anthropomorphize. A lot of people are like that. And for that, yes, perhaps it really is worth a few extra bucks to have an irrational affection for a bit of cloth around your shoulders.\n<p>Thank you,<br>-Vardibidian.\n<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of the blogs I occasionally look in on is Clive Thompson\u2019s Collision Detection, which didn\u2019t actually have anything too interesting recently, but pointed me to English Cut, the website of Thomas Mahon, a Savile Row tailor. 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