"Get it perfectly wrong." GQ's Glenn O'Brien said it the other day in his essay about the connection between narcissism and style. And on a day when I am searching for inspiration, it provides the necessary seed. Not to mention the photo of Lapo Elkann taken before he decided to dress like a celebrity. He looked a lot better once upon a time.
Inspiration has been hard to come by these past weeks. A combination of factors has prevented me from travelling, and it was those monthly trips that kept me fresh in the past. For a man who defined himself as in transit as I once did, months in the same spot are a cruel fate. But "getting it perfectly wrong" is a perfectly right way to remind us once again that it is the small well-done idiosyncrasy of dress (by which I do not mean the mis-buttoned jacket) that separates the expert from the beginner. Perfection is too easy to achieve, given adequate money and time.
I would never wear it but Mr. Elkann's teal blue chalk stripe achieves imperfection in an elegant way. His suit is the only idiosyncratic item in his ensemble, which would otherwise raise no eyebrows in the most conservative of crowds. But it is and he would. Which is all right, in that setting.
He got it perfectly wrong.