Summer calls for mid-weight cloth in San Francisco, at least until one gets out of the coastal fog into the sun where it is generally 25-30 degrees warmer (that would be about 17 degrees Celsius). And so, a foggy gray suit from Thomas Mahon in H. Lesser's 9.5/10 ounce worsted plain weave, worn like the houndstooth of yesterday's post with an ecru shirt and a knit tie, this one black with white spots. The handkerchief is white linen. Out of the picture, black cap toe oxfords and a panama hat.
Each man's idea of the summer suit is shaped by his climate. The true summer clothing in my wardrobe is casual stuff, cottons and linens, for the only time the local temperature calls for it is on the weekend or in the country where the nearest suit but for mine tends to be miles away. That leaves me scrambling on those occasions when I will be going to Manhattan in mid-summer as I will later this month (I have had an 8 ounce/240 gram fresco city suit on my wish list for a year or two but it keeps getting pre-empted by things that will be worn more than a few days each season). And so while there I will do my best to remain in air conditioned spaces with my faux summer suits.