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Count Castiglione on Confident Clothing

The other evening I attended a Christmas party thrown by some very good friends, in the neighborhood where I live.  As it was to be a cocktails and canapes sort of thing, I wore a gunmetal sharkskin suit with a subtle sheen – not the blindingly reflective sort which seems to appear quite frequently on the red carpet these days – and a black angora turtleneck.  Several people commented on how much they liked both the suit, and the combination of wearing it with a turtleneck rather than with shirt and tie.  However in truth, it really was not that unusual a combination: this was something that would not have been out of place in the Art Deco period, or the Mad Men era, for example.

If you pay attention to clothes, one of the things you will come to appreciate over time is that there has been far less variety over the past century than there was in the centuries which came before it.  For example, this season retailers such as Ralph Lauren and Zara are selling cloche hats, tweed coats with fur collars, and velvet suits right out of the Edwardian era.  This is thanks in part to the popularity of the British television series “Downton Abbey”.  Coincidentally, the same thing happened back in the 1970′s, when other British shows set in the late Victorian/Edwardian period, like the original “Upstairs, Downstairs”, “The Duchess of Duke Street”, and “The Pallisers” saga, influenced clothing retailers both in Europe and America.

However as we watch ladies’ hemlines go up and down, it is true that men’s clothing generally does not go through the same amount of radical alterations, apart from the wardrobes of those who are victims of fashion.  Men’s duds get tighter or looser, more constructed or more de-constructed, depending on the aesthetics of the time, but not much else changes.  Many of the articles of clothing your grandfather might have worn you could still wear today, and look just as stylish as he did then.

The reason I think this is important to recognize is that, at least among the men, it is a sign of maturity to come to appreciate what suits you, rather than buying into the fever for trendiness which seems to have a death-grip on our society, from politics and religion (or anti-religion), to art and architecture, to gadgetry and clothing.  One of the things which differentiates the man who knows himself, from the boy who is still trying to be what he thinks others want him to be, is to be found in the clothing choices he makes.  This was as true during the Renaissance as it is today.

Count Baldassare Castiglione, the always well-dressed patron of this blog, writes in his Book of the Courtier that we cannot judge a man strictly by his dress.  However, we cannot completely discount dress, either, for it tells us something about the personality of the man himself.  ”I do not say,” he writes, “that fixed opinions of men’s worth are to be formed only in this way, or that they are not better known by their words and acts than by their dress: but I do say that dress is no bad index of the wearer’s taste, although it may sometimes be wrong; and not only this, but all ways and manners, as well as acts and words, are an indication of the qualities of the man in whom they are seen.”

That passage from Castiglione gives us the opportunity to reflect a bit on our own choices, and how we look at ourselves.  For example, personally I have never been particularly interested in sports, and at my very jock-oriented high school I was often left on my own – writing, reading, listening to punk/alternative music, and so on while others ran about.  Thus sports-inspired clothing, like a varsity-style jacket or letter sweater, would be a rather awkward and uncomfortable choice for me, not necessarily because it would fit poorly, but because it would not match who I am, my experiences, and so on.

Whereas in contrast to trying to dress like I was on a team or captain of a squad, wearing a leather jacket over a shirt and tie is something I have done since I was a teen, and I return to it regularly whether it is in fashion or not.  It is actually rather an old idea, as we can see in the illustration from 1930′s Finland below: a mixture of modern and traditional, without necessarily being predictable.  Perhaps that describes me rather well, also, and it is why I feel so comfortable in it, whereas on someone else it would look decidedly uncomfortable.

For most of us men, we have to dress a certain way at certain times: dark suits for court or funerals, tuxedos to balls, that sort of thing.  There are many times when we do not have a lot of variety, for we are looking to be considered both dependable and in line with the men who came before us.  However where men are in situations where they can actually choose what they want to wear, there is in fact plenty of room to maneuver between the extremes of peacock and dormouse.  Castiglione throughout his commentary on dress in the Book of the Courtier points out that man should have the confidence to try things out, and see if they suit him, while at the same time avoiding the overly bright and garish.

As the Count so clearly understood five centuries ago, clothes do not exactly make the man: the monk is no less holy if his habit is new, than if it is old and worn.  However when men do have choices about what to wear, blending into the background is not always such a good idea.  If you are both comfortable and looking your best, chances are your words and your actions are going to match that level of confidence.  And that confidence is more likely to bring about a better result in your interactions with others, on many levels.

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Bow tie and leather jacket combo in Finland (c. 1935)

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On Art, Architecture, and Snazzy Suits

I have stated on this blog many times that one of the great merits of both social and new media is the ability to connect people in the hope of some good thing coming out of it.  While it is true that many of us may not be in a position to put what we like to do ahead of what we need to do, by making an effort to reach out to others we may be able to make use of our talents, abilities, and interests in ways which our day-to-day lives do not always permit.  I do not work in the fields of art and architecture, for example, and yet I have been able to build upon my knowledge of and enthusiasm for these fields as a result of the possibilities afforded by the increasingly connected world in which we live.  I want to take this opportunity to encourage you to do the same, gentle reader, by giving you some examples from some of my own experiences of how you might go about doing so as well.

Yesterday in the mail I received copies of a catalogue from a new exhibition at the venerable Fortnum & Mason, on Piccadilly in London, who as you may know have been the grocers to the British Royal Family for many years.  They were sent by my friend Rupert Alexander, a hugely talented English artist whose work appears in the exhibition, because in the section on his work the catalogue  quotes from an essay he commissioned me to write about his painting for his website.  It was an odd thing, realizing that the Queen may very well have read some of my writing – or perhaps Kate or Camilla – when they visited the exhibition recently.

Rupert and I initially connected because I saw a piece about him in The Telegraph online, and I wanted to convey my appreciation for his work. I found him online via an internet search, I emailed him, and he replied: simple as that.  We slowly started talking back and forth about his work, our respective points of view on art, sending each other links, and so on.  Eventually, we got to meet in person when he and his wife spent their honeymoon in the United States, and both proved to be as lovely in person as they were online.  Today our connection continues, and in the note which accompanied the catalogues he sent, he let me know that he had enjoyed listening to my recent appearances on SQPN’s “Catholic Weekend” podcast – which he listened to, by the way, even though he himself is not a Catholic.  The point is, both of us made an effort to connect using new media and social media, and the end result is, I daresay, a positive one.

You cannot always guarantee, of course, that the result will be positive, for just because you reach out to someone on Twitter or Facebook, or via e-mail and the like, they may not necessarily respond, or they may do little more than give you a cursory acknowledgement.  I have met a number of people both in real life and via online media who seem unable to figure out how to go about reaching out to people, how to follow up once they have done so, and what to do if their efforts are not successful.  Allow me to give you an example of how I usually go about starting this process of investigation.

Thanks to my friend Eric Wind over at the National Civic Art Society, I learnt this week of an art project taking shape in the Tuscan city of Pisa.  Luca Battini, a young Italian artist, is undertaking the interior decoration of the monastic church of St. Vito, which he will cover with an enormous, 1,700 square-foot Renaissance-style fresco depicting the life of the city’s patron saint, St. Ranierus.  It is estimated that the painting will take at least three years to complete.

As you can imagine, if you are a regular reader of these pages, I found this an intriguing bit of news.  I did an internet search and found Maestro Battini’s blog which, while not updated frequently, he or his assistants clearly do maintain as they are able.   In scrolling through the archived posts, I noticed that last year he completed a portrait of Pope Benedict XVI, which he personally presented to His Holiness.  The technical skill employed is accomplished and slick, without however being a “look at me” sort of production, and the end result is a very pleasant, but unsentimental image of the Pontiff.

I have written to Signore Battini using the email addresses I found on his blog, briefly telling him about how much I enjoyed learning about his work, that I would be doing a blog post in which I mentioned him, and that I would follow up and send him a link to the post.  Now the ball is in his court.  He may write me back, as Rupert did, or he may not, as was the case with George Shaw, who was shortlisted for the Turner Prize in contemporary art last year and whom I attempted to contact via the gallery that represents him.  And even if Sr. Battini does write me back, there is no guarantee that we will have anything further to say to one another.

The point is, one must make an attempt, or one will never know.  Most human beings experience some degree of shyness or awkwardness at times, which is only natural.  And no doubt many find the idea of sending a message to a total stranger to be somewhat off-putting, particularly if that stranger is someone better-known than we are.  However whether famous or ordinary, the method should be the same.

In my experience, the best thing to do is be brief, and to the point.  Explain why you are contacting them, open the door to the possibility of a reply, such as by asking a question or indicating that you will be sending some follow-up information that may prove to be of use to them, and then thank them for their time.  If they do respond, do not use email or tweet #2 to spill out everything about who you are and why you are worth getting to know.  The vast majority of productive relationships are formed through a slow build of revelation of shared views and experiences, rather than a sudden explosion of information on either side.

However, even as we keep in mind that using new and social media to reach out to others does not mean the recipient of your communication must befriend you, by the same token nor do you have to befriend everyone you want to contact, if there is no real basis for further communication.  For example, recently I caught a bit of a 50′s-60′s style musical group performing on television, and rather liked the (admittedly flashy) suits they were wearing.  I found their website and e-mail address, wrote a brief email complimenting them on their talents and asking who made their suits.  One of the members e-mailed me back with the information, for which I thanked him, and that was that.  I do not anticipate any further contact, since I do not enjoy that style of music, even if it requires good vocal skills and a finely-tuned ear.

These few examples will hopefully encourage you to try to do the same thing, when you feel compelled to reach out to someone else online.  Taking advantage of the opportunities provided by the internet, through a combination of using both new and social media, can prove rewarding on many levels.  However the first step is perhaps the most difficult: recognizing your own humility, while simultaneously overcoming the fear of rejection.   You may not always make a new friend or contact, or obtain the answer to a question you have, but you will never know unless you try.

Italian artist Luca Battini at work

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The Cost of Going Casual

When I was in court earlier this week, I was chatting with two older people (i.e. baby boomers) who made the observation that I was dressed more stylishly than the average attorney. I appreciated their words at the time, though upon reflection I thought, “Wait a minute, I’m not wearing anything unusual or inappropriate – wasn’t that a bit of a back-handed compliment?”  While I do not have to wear a suit and tie to work every day, I certainly must do so when I go to court. And since going to court is not something I take lightly, I dress my best every time I appear there.

It is increasingly clear to me that many in our parents’ generation, i.e. people now in their 50′s and 60′s, think dressing not only well, but properly, is some sort of faux pas. Regardless of whatever good intentions they may (or may not) have had in adopting this attitude, that generation has a lot to answer for, with respect to the decline of standards of dress, concomitant with a decline in standards of socially acceptable behavior.  It is no wonder that society is such a mess, if the standards by which one is to move in society are now as completely relative as everything else.

For example, take the traditional wedding or party invitation, where we are asked to attend an event via an actual paper card that arrives by post. If we were young adults living in, say, 1941 rather than 2011, we would know exactly what to wear to such an occasion, depending on the nature of the event and at what time of day it would be taking place. If we were at all unsure, we could ask for the guidance of the older generation of parents and other relatives, not only because of their presumed wisdom and experience in such matters, but also because we would think it important to present ourselves in as best a light as we can – not only for our own sake, but also for the sake of our family’s reputation.

By contrast, nowadays we see such things as guests wearing tuxedos and black cocktail dresses to daytime weddings. We see men wearing suits without ties or proper dress shoes to semi-formal receptions. We see ladies showing almost as much bare skin at an event held in a place of business or a house of worship, as they would while lounging poolside.

And unfortunately, these people are our parents.

It is no wonder then, that so many of my contemporaries seem completely lost when it comes to knowing what they are supposed to wear for a particular occasion. They do what younger people have always done, which is to turn to their parents for advice if they are unsure what to do. And the response they receive means that they, too, are going about in society improperly dressed, with improper behavior to match.

Just this past Sunday for example, at the high mass at my parish, a 20-something young woman in short shorts that left little to the imagination simply left the church while the recessional hymn and procession was taking place, crossing directly in front of the celebrant and servers as they were halfway down the aisle. Rather than trying to get away because she had somewhere to be, she was standing outside the church laughing and chatting with friends for quite a long time after mass. And while it is always a bit too easy to jump on the “blame the parents” bandwagon, we do have to ask: where did she learn that this sort of dress, this sort of behavior, was acceptable?

That an attorney should dress well for court should not be considered something unusual. He is paid to represent his client in front of the judicial branch of government, and as a body which ultimately represents and protects the needs of the people, the authority of that body is due respect and deference. Simply putting on a suit and tie and showing up because you have to, with no consideration as to looking your best, is no indication that a practitioner of the law has any great respect for the place where he is appearing. He is going through the motions, but would just as soon appear in scrubs.

Similarly, a guest who is formally invited to a social event ought to take the honor of being asked to attend seriously. It is not just a party he is attending, like a casual backyard barbecue with the neighbors or an impromptu round of birthday drinks. In both his witness and his presence, the guest is helping to firm up and maintain the social bonds which keep our civilization from teetering over the precipice into the oblivion of anarchy.

I am not suggesting that we have to go back to a sort of extreme formality of the time of our great-grandparents, with rigid and ultimately ridiculous codes for dress or socializing. There is a great deal to be said for the level of ease and comfort in which we live today, in many respects, and not just in our clothing. A more relaxed way of life allows people of good will to get to know each other better, and more quickly.

Yet for all of its benefits, this universal relaxing of codes has also lead to a laxity in standards: not only of dress, but also of behavior, and ultimately in attitudes. It is a kind of sartorial relativism, paralleling the moral relativism which the baby boomer generation did such a thorough job in trying to indoctrinate with us, their children. The end result has been to leave their offspring not only completely confused about what they are and are not supposed to wear to work, to church, or a social event, but also opened them up to accepting the idea that everything is relative, from antisocial behavior to personal responsibility, morality, the accumulation of material resources, and so on.

The solution for you, gentle reader, is to take on the task of doing what younger generations have always done: rebel against your parents.  If dad tells you it is fine not to wear a tie to a funeral, or mum tells you to wear something to a party because it looks like something a Kardashian or “Real Housewife” wore, thank them, smile politely while backing away, and go consult someone else, perhaps someone in your circle of friends with a reputation for always being well-behaved and well-dressed.  It may very well be that wisdom, in this and in other instances, will come from your peers, rather than your parents.


A couple taking a stylish stroll in the 1930′s

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What Not To Wear (To Mass)

It ought to behoove us, when we are headed out the door to mass on Sunday, to stop and take a look in the mirror, and see what is going on with our attire. This was a point raised, though in far more thoughtful tones, in yesterday’s homily when Father Sirianni took advantage of it being the Feast of Corpus Christi to remind us of a number of points Catholics ought to keep in mind when attending mass.  “This is nothing new,” he noted, listing such things as remembering to genuflect before the Blessed Sacrament, not receiving communion in a state of mortal sin, and not wearing inappropriate clothing such as tank tops and short-shorts to mass, “but sometimes we need reminding.”  While these types of direct, catechetical instructions occur perhaps a bit too rarely in homilies these days, the fact that immodesty in dress always begins to rear its ugly head in Church during summer means that the clergy have to try the best they can to remind their congregations that God’s house is neither a beach resort nor a theme park.

In a slightly different vein, last week National Review Online ran an interesting joint article by Herb and Stacy London on why style matters, and the virtues of being well-dressed. Dr. Herbert London is the president of the Hudson Institute, and his daughter Stacy London is probably well-known to many readers as co-host of the television program “What Not To Wear”. No doubt they have differing political views, but both agree on the importance of knowing how to dress appropriately for the occasion, for one’s state in life, etc., rather than taking a devil-may-care attitude toward one’s appearance.

The issue of what to wear to church on a regular Sunday in ordinary time – rather than, say, Easter or a wedding – is something that still remains in flux, in the minds of many. On the one hand we have the argument that, because we are going into the presence of God in the Blessed Sacrament, we ought to dress up. On the other, we have the argument that we should be able to dress comfortably, since we are going to Our Father’s house – and who dresses up to go visit their father?

I know fellow Catholics who always dress for church as they would to go meet the tax man, which frankly is a bit much, for my taste, and others who just roll in wearing whatever they have on, wrinkled or stained clothes and all. The right path, it seems to me, lies somewhere inbetween these two, as is true of fashion in general. This is part of trying to pursue an integrated Catholic life, where one does not compartmentalize the Faith into an “only on Sundays” box, leaving the rest of the week to act like a mad dog, nor go to the opposite of extreme of trying to be such a joyless member of the laity that one heads in the direction of a Pharisaical Christianity.

In his “Introduction to the Devout Life”, St. Francis de Sales has an interesting chapter on how to dress appropriately, which although written to a member of the gentry he intends to apply to Catholics in general. De Sales is not of a Puritanical bent, assuming that everything is supposed to be serious and dour all of the time, but nor is he a sartorial libertine who thinks that everything is fine so long as you are not living sinfully. He explains that, based on your socio-economic status and the type of activities you are attending, you should dress accordingly, and well, not trying to be either the peacock nor the wall flower.

In his chapter on fashion St. Francis concludes by writing:

For my own part I should like my devout man or woman to be the best dressed person in the company, but the least fine or splendid, and adorned, as St. Peter says, with ‘the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit.’ St. Louis said that the right thing is for every one to dress according to his position, so that good and sensible people should not be able to say they are over-dressed, or younger gayer ones that they are under-dressed. But if these last are not satisfied with what is modest and seemly, they must be content with the approbation of the elders.

Compare this to Castiglione who, nearly a century earlier, had come to virtually the same conclusion. In applauding the fashion sense of the well-dressed people he met in the Spanish Court, who eschewed flashy colors and excessive ornamentation in favor of quality fabrics and well-cut garments, Castiglione noted that “things external often bear witness to the things within.” That the secular Castiglione and the cleric De Sales could agree on this point is quite an interesting fact.

The point, of course, is more than just idle speculation about whether St. Francis and Castiglione would have told the fashionable society women of their acquaintance to wear Chanel rather than Donatella Versace (which in my opinion they probably would have.) Nor is it for me to give you specific pointers on what is and is not appropriate for church, for that should be self-explanatory. If you are not sure, go talk to an Italian or Filipino grandmother who is a regular mass-goer, and she will be more than happy to set you straight on the matter.

The assembly brings gifts to the altar at mass, in the form of bread, water, and wine, contained in beautiful vessels. However we also give our hearts as gifts, when the priest asks us to “Lift up your hearts,” and we reply, “We lift them up to the Lord.” While God loves that we offer the gift of our heart to Him, wouldn’t it be nice if we could do so with some nice wrapping paper? Not because it makes the gift look better, but because it makes it more pleasing to Him that we took the time to do so.

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Faces of the Past: Vanity in Medieval Catalonia

At the magnificent 12th century Cistercian monastery of Santes Creus outside of the city of Tarragona, where centuries of Catalan monarchs are buried, researchers have announced some interesting finds following the exhumation of several of the bodies interred there.  It turns out that not only did women wear makeup in the Middle Ages, as was already known, but apparently men and women of the ruling classes were not shy about using hair dye to keep the grays from taking over.  It is further proof, if needed, that the pursuit of vanity is as old as human civilization itself.

Among the remains which were examined, scientists looked at those of  two of Medieval Catalonia’s most important historical figures: King Pere (“Peter”) II, known as “The Great”, and Queen Blanca (“Blanche”) de Anjou.  Pere II (1239-1285) was one of the greatest of the Catalan monarchs who, among other things, conquered Sicily in 1282 and added it to his family’s possessions.  Blanca (1280-1310) was his daughter-in-law, married to Pere’s son King Jaume (“James”) II (1267-1327), known as “The Just”, who added Sardinia and Corsica to the Catalan empire in 1297 upon his marriage to Blanca.

Contemporary descriptions of Pere depicted him as an unusually tall, handsome man, with blonde hair that shone like spun gold.  In examining his body researchers concluded that he was five feet ten inches tall, which in the Middle Ages was about a head taller than the average male height.  Whether Pere was handsome can be judged from his facial reconstruction, though of course one should keep in mind that this is the image of a man in the year of his death.  At that time Pere was in his mid-40s, suffering from tuberculosis and other maladies, and had been fighting wars all over Europe for years.  He was no doubt exhausted from his battles, and his face shows it.

To their surprise, in the strands of hair remaining where his beard had been, scientists found that Pere was using a natural blonde hair dye obtained from the broom plant.  The dye was known to be used by women during the Middle Ages to lighten their hair, but to find it in the hair of a king was surprising.  Perhaps Pere, who had to show he was still the tough, military man that could not only control his kingdom but add to it, felt the need to look younger as his hair started to go gray, in order to keep up with the men who might be eying his throne for themselves.

This same type of hair dye found in Pere’s beard was also found in the hair remaining on his daughter-in-law Blanca, who died at the age of 27 while giving birth to her 10th child.  Scientists found traces of makeup on Blanca’s face, including rouge on her cheeks.  The facial reconstruction from her skull shows us a young woman who looks strikingly modern, to my mind a bit like Kate Moss.  The forensic artist portrayed the young Queen both with and without makeup, speculating from the chemical evidence on her skin as to how she might have used the products available to her.

Because of the power of things such as official portraiture, in the centuries before the invention of photography, the way we think of important people in pre-modern times is often characterized by a perception of stiffness or remoteness.  In reality, these people were flawed human beings just as we are, and just as prone to concern themselves with vanity.  The difference is that they have done some rather terribly interesting things in their lives.

Psychologically, there is not much difference between the 40-something male executive using “Just For Men” to get rid of the gray so that he can compete with the young bucks in his office, and a king who is trying to keep the gray from taking over his face.  Similarly, young women have always enjoyed using powders, dyes and lotions to try to keep their face up to date with fashion and trends in clothing, whether the “look” is heavy makeup, no makeup, or something inbetween.  Thus, studies like these connect us to our ancestors in some fundamental and very human respects, and show us that they were not so very different from ourselves.


Forensic facial reconstructions of King Pere II (L), Queen Blanca de Anjou without makeup (C), and the Queen with makeup (R)

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