Gentleman of Leisure is writer, erstwhile lecturer and notionally overeducated Martin Marks‘s PAPERMAG column on the things he likes and why.
Unless the Disney Corporation options one of my novels (hint, hint), I’d never be able to afford even a buttonhole hand-stitched by the master tailors at the Italian House of Brioni, let alone my go-to coat, the navy blazer pictured above. Thankfully, as part of his ongoing campaign to keep me in the lifestyle to which I’ve grown accustomed, my father has the bad habit of going to work. This means that for several hours of the day, his closet stands unguarded. Silly, silly man.
For there, under the pallid glow of his closet lights, once shone the gold buttons with inlaid enamel, the red silk inner lining that peeked out from under the notched lapels, the lustrous matte finish of his Brioni blazer. Read more at PAPERMag.com.