It all ends today. All of it. It is my final act of purple. For those few of you that have watched me dabble in the colour of 'wisdom and a search for a meaningful life' you will know that I have gone high and low in search of it. We have seen Ottoman silk weaves come through, bright satins, mid purple satins with geometrics, contrasts, yellows with purples, purples with lilacs as well as watch straps and umbrellas that we accumulated along the way.
Like all wonderful things it must come to an end and so it is concluded with this commission which now sits in the window of Le Noeud Papillon's window as an homage to the wonderful Sydney tailoring team of Leng Ngo and Gennaro Scuro and as an homage to the roped shoulder (though perhaps we fell a little short Leng, you should have followed my instructions!) and sweeping peaked lapels of the bespoke tailor / dandy deity of Edward Sexton.
The suit was half lined because we used a heavier English merino wool coming in at 320 grams. Unfortunately the colour dictated the wool so there was no opportunity to get a lighter weight in the same colour having searched high and low through the branded bunches.
I have placed the suit in the window with a shirt made of our recently acquired bolts of Carlo Riva shirting which is soft to the touch and light on the skin.
But today, after declaring my passion at the beginning of the year for Roman purple, I have finally decided to let it go and now you are all invited to stop past our Studio in Vaucluse and pick up a tie or bow tie in this colour of wisdom and meaning and not, as it has often been maligned, as the colour of sexual frustration.