Sin City

I have to make a day trip to Sin City next week (the place, not the movie despite the fact that the film of that name and actress Carla Gugino who plays Lucille are each among my personal top ten of all time, while the city is not). At any rate, that (the place again, not the film, which you should see if you have not already done so) brought travel clothes to mind. It may be true that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but tailored clothing wearers should not want a place's memory of them to be one of wrinkles.

It is the business day trip where travel clothes come into play. On journeys involving six or more hours in the air, the only people who see a man after landing are the driver and the person at the desk of the hotel. For travel of that nature comfortable cloth is fine as rumples are less relevent. But, fly or drive, take a meeting and return kinds of trips with no opportunity to change clothes require things that will emerge unscathed from a couple of hours in a seat.

Other than the old 60% mohair suitings that do not seem to be made any longer, high twist cloth like Smith's Finmeresco and Minnis' fresco is as wrinkle resistant as anything natural these days. A blue jacket with horn buttons and mid-gray trousers in those materials combined with a pair of dark slip-on shoes will suffice for most occasions during the day as well as an early dinner before heading for the last flight home (I will be the guy in the bouclé necktie). Still more formal and bulletproof would be a navy or charcoal suit made entirely from the 15 ounce/450 gram Minnis stuff, but it would be somewhat scratchy and away from London and to a lesser extent New York few cities really insist on that level of formality to say the least.

Sin City (the place, not the film) is definitely not one of them.