Food first and foremost is devoured through the eyes. Its an assault on the visual senses first that most of the times either appeals or repeals how food is perceived before it is consumed. You eat through your eyes. The initial foreplay with the eyes leads on to the remaining senses which then leaves them in a heightened state and thereafter pleasure.
Too me, same goes for the sartorial sense. Like food, it is a visual experience that not only enhances the experience of the sartorially elegant, but to also the viewers.
I've always considered myself to be savvy in the sartorial sense. Dressing to and for the occasion was lesson learnt quite young and perhaps, a lot of what makes up for my sartorial senses today was influenced by my dad. Its one thing when you are invited to a wedding in town as it gives you a wider playing field when deciding on the clothes to wear compared to when it is out of town. In my case, its in a different continent with the world's biggest ocean in between for added measure. Meaning - you decide carefully and you pack well. Nothing worse than having a sartorial faux pas half way round the world with no backups on hand
So, keeping that in mind, presenting the sartorial menu for the wedding:
Option 1: An Alfred & Son grey two piece suit.
Option 2: A Daniel Hechter two piece self stripe suit.
Needless to say both of them will be travelling with me to the wedding. The latter acting as backup in the event that the first one should not work. Given that the weather in Santiago right now is similar if not same as that in Wellington/Christchurch, these two should do well and be comfortable throughout the evenings festivities. Well, that's that sorted.
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