Le Sigh. Brian has stopped caring with regard to his neckwear, obviously. Tonight he has slung on, for the eleventy thousandth time this March, the graphite grey/medallion print silk number. I like this tie, but I am dangerously close to relegating it to the Axis Of Evil due to Overuse.
Brian, face it. You are not, and can never be, Greg Feith. And that is just feith--er, fine. You are a Man Of Style nonetheless. Now quit pouting and reclaim your place in The Fashion World as a Sartorial Icon. Where is the Pink Tie? Where is the Salmon and Heather Grey Stripe? Why not breeze through my Archives or root through your Tie Armoire and find some truly lovely (and neglected) cravats? We are waiting.