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March 27, 2006 at 9:40 am
I was lucky enough to attend an inmate dinner for Charvet’s Jean-Claude Colban
And he swore he was never going back to the joint again :) Beautiful, beautiful ties, though.
March 27, 2006 at 9:48 am
I need to drop spellcheck and get idiotcheck
March 27, 2006 at 11:09 am
Who is the cute guy watching Margaret fold the silk?
March 27, 2006 at 2:09 pm
He’s the Buyer.
March 27, 2006 at 5:34 pm
What kind of food did you guys talk about? French or American? Haute or home cooking?
Your piece reminds me of a chapter I read in Peter Mayle’s “Acquired Tastes”, awhile ago, on the author’s experience getting a bespoke shirt made at the flagship on Place Vendôme. Sounds like the kind of fun I’d like to try sometime…
March 27, 2006 at 6:26 pm
One of the funniest things he said was that sometimes he checks to see what he has in the refrigerator and then enters the items in the internet (google I guess) for recipes with those items.
March 27, 2006 at 9:04 pm
I love your photos, they really express your love for the clothes and the people.
The G Manifesto
March 28, 2006 at 2:31 pm
I love that stack of pocket squares.
March 30, 2006 at 8:58 pm
What kind of suit was Mr. Colban wearing? Was it an Oxxford?
The Blasphemous Fiendess
November 1, 2009 at 2:10 pm
I love the department character. Old man style is my favourite of your photo categories. I love faces, especially ones with character.