Gilded Herringbone Suit Jacket
Chivalry with a Hint of Pipe Smoke.
t’s not that Harry Thaw wasn’t utterly mad—he was. It was just the kind of madness powerful families of the era covered up with the usual calamitous results.
I’m not saying Stanford White was innocent—he certainly wasn’t (see red velvet swing). And I’m not saying Evelyn Nesbit wasn’t a victim—she was.
However, when a man (Thaw) saunters through the diffused haze of pipe smoke on the rooftop of Madison Square Garden and shoots another man (White) in the back of the head, declaring to all that he did it because the man had ruined his wife (Nesbit), one can conclude that chivalry, no matter how malformed, is not dead.
Perhaps Evelyn should have pursued that other relationship with the dashing cartoonist, the one similar to her in age who would go on to become the world’s greatest thespian. Perhaps both their lives would have been different. Better, even. Alas, there were too many dark forces at work. In the gilded age, decadence ruled. Innocence was its casualty.
Gilded Herringbone Suit Jacket (No. 5456).
100% Italian wool in a narrow herringbone pattern. Substantial and manly. Keeps up your dashing appearance, no matter how scandalous the reality may be. Felt under collar. Black corozo buttons. Double-back vent. Two angled-welt pockets with flap at each hip. One angled-welt pocket on chest. Body half lined in black paisley print. Imported.