Family came from near and far to celebrate my nephew William confirming his faith in God as Lutheran tradition prescribes.
Given the dress-code (wear your best) and the weather conditions I chose to wear my mid-gray pick&pick morning coat. My grey morning coat is not quite as warm as my heavier black 1930s morning coat.
I gather my vintage grey coat originally was part of a grey morning suit traditionally worn at lesser formal events like the races etc.; but as only the coat survived I choose to see it as inter-changeable with the black morning coat (I hope I do not insult too many people with this choice)
At this party I matched the coat with a pair of formal black & white flat-fronted houndstooth check trousers and a dark grey waistcoat; white shirt with a detachable wing collar and white spats; navy/wine striped Shantung silk tie and a grey top hat. Black captoe Oxford shoes, obviously.
|Mum and I at the party|
|The vintage flat fronted black/white houndstooth check trousers from Moss Bros, Covent Garden|
|Vintage grey pick&pick morning coat|
|Grey kid leather gloves|
|My nephew in a mid-grey morning suit just outside the village church|
|An odd party taking a stroll in the neighbourhood|
|My daughter, my son, my spouse and I at the party. Notice Asger and I wearing matching boutonnière flowers|
|My sister arranged a splendid garden party|
|The village celebrated the youngsters on Ascension Day and flags were raised along the High Street as tradition prescribes.|