Today was a travel day. I took the overnight flight from San Francisco to London for some fittings and after I got to my hotel started to change only to find I'd forgotten to pack any socks. So, still in cords and an odd jacket, off I went to Turnbull & Asser for some hose.
T&A offers a rainbow of solid-colored socks in both cashmere and cotton, but no patterns. Patterned socks are generally all I wear, but what's a man to do when all he's got is the pair of orange herringbone hose with green accents that's already on his feet? So I emerged with a pair of charcoal and a pair of light blue cotton.
Since I was just a block away I made my scheduled stop at Fallan & Harvey, still in the clothes I'd spent the night in. Tomorrow I'll post photos of the flannel suit that was the object of that visit, but I did also pick up the gun club odd jacket that Peter Harvey's been holding for me.
Back to the hotel for tea. I'm starving.