An English Sunday

With plenteous sunshine and temperatures nearing 60 degrees (F) this morning, I decided to pull out my favorite herringbone tweed jacket for perhaps the last time before spring officially arrives.  Its color is most suitable for use outside the city, and I thought that my leisurely stroll to Mass through the backstreets of my suburban neighborhood constituted a perfect surrounding as the trees are still brown and bare.  I've found that tweed is quite commonplace inside a Church during the fall and winter seasons, making it all the more appropriate.

Layered underneath is a mushroom cable knit cardigan vest that provided a bit of extra warmth for the outdoor walk.  The navy silk knit tie was inserted as a change of pace from my ordinary neckwear.  And in an effort to sneak in a subtle rebellion against the typical white dress shirt (which I wear enough during the week), I substituted an off-white button down oxford shirt.  Nothing too radical, mind you, as I wanted to maintain the tweed jacket as the center piece in this ensemble.

All of this is supported by some gray wool trousers and penny loafers which I am currently breaking in.  Taken as a whole, my outfit had a very English feel to it, and I like that.  Perhaps I'll have a spot of tea and watch some Yes, Minister episodes.