I always love looking at these fabulous portraits and fashion shots. What I completely love about your blog is that every image stands out on it's own as a picture, as well as capturing the style of the individual. I have no suggestion for modern day manners books, however I always find that the 'Complete Ettiquette for Ladies and Gentlemen' is brilliant if you need to something to make you smile. It really makes you realise how times have changed.
I like this very much. He looks so relaxed whithout seeming bored, like he is no hurry for anything but aware of his surroundings. He's got good posture, too. The glasses are perfect on him, they don't dominate the face. You know how some people hide behind sun glasses? He doesn't. But don't say the Brady Bunch would've been cooler if this man played Mike Brady. Say rather it would've been cooler if Robert Reed had been dressed this way (I think Mr. Reed would've pulled off this outfit, or Mr. Barbera's outfit down below, really well). But yes, do cast this gentleman in a remake or another show as the (very stylish) dad.
This has always been such a great look, it is cool but still approachable. Sadly, men's looks from the seventies are very rarely seen these days, it was such a great period for fashion (if you sort out the good stuff).
Rusalka - Spot on with the David Hennings look in Blow Up. His white denim and rolled up blue shirt was killer. I think white looks fantastic post summer. Of course if it's worn the right way like this.
Your words made my entire day and it is only 9:48 MST…Yes, yes, and yes…an Italiano playing Mike Brady would have been so fantastic and would definitely have aided in my young life as to where I wanted to study abroad when needing to decide…Milan, city and land of beauty. Gorgeous photo.
What can I say about this gorgeous man? He's got the look for starters. I will use the word timeless again, he is timeless. His clothing, his hair, his attitude, the cigar (which reminds me of my husband) are all timeless. I like the little peak of white tucked into his pocket, classy! The last time my husband and I were in NYC he lit up a cigar on the street after we finished a lovely late lunch. People were complaining and chasing us down the streets like we were outlaws. The best part of the experience? My husband refused to put out his cigar, even in the face of an angry mob!