Nothing Suits Him like a Suit

Sorry for the radio silence over Christmas guys, but I'm back and getting crack-a-lacking on all my stuff!

The wedding is now just over 9 months away (holy crap that's not a long time at all), and Jon went off at the weekend to try and find himself a suit for this shindig. He had been planning and pondering this for months, and umming and ahhing over which suit direction he would head in from the very start. He was very thorough, because he likes to research, to the point that he even looked up the historical backgrounds of the different types of suits.

Whilst in the US I think it is fairly common for a man to wear a dinner jacket to get married, as I get the impression that the more formal weddings take place of an evening, in the UK the traditional dress for a wedding is a morning suit.

Now, as I understand it, morning suits are basically THE MOST FORMAL SUIT a man can wear. This is what men wear when they are going to be knighted, or collect other honours from the Queen. These are the school uniform for schools like Eton. These are a BIG DEAL.

Traditionally, morning suits were worn in the day time for super-formal events, and then in the evening people would change over to white tie and tails, which is the evening equivalent of the morning suit. But nowadays, at weddings, most people don't bother with that because usually people hire their morning suits, and hiring two suits seems a bit much, and who would own white tie if they don't own a morning suit? (my high school maths teacher apparently, but moving on...) White tie is most often seen on the likes of Fred Astaire, as modelled ably below.

Jon for a brief while was taken with the idea of a morning suit, because he liked the traditional element of it, and also because they're usually worn with a top hat. It was really the top hat that did it for him. Unfortunately, he became less keen when he discovered that he wouldn't be able to get a silk top hat because they're not made any more. Apparently the last machine for making the silk for them was broken by the man who owned it in an argument with his brother. So. He'd either have to buy a very expensive vintage one, or put up with a felt one. He was keen on neither of those ideas.

You see, aside from the hats, morning suits have very little else going in their favour. The combination of a low-waisted, long-tailed jacket, and high-waisted, loose-fitting trousers means that, unless you are about 6' 5" and proportioned like Adonis, you will probably end up looking pretty short and dumpy.

So Jon wrote off the morning suit idea and decided it would make better economical sense to spend perhaps slightly more than the cost of hiring a suit to instead buy himself a really nice suit that he could keep. To splurge a little, using the wedding to justify the expense, and get himself a suit that he wouldn't be able to justify otherwise.


I am all kinds of down with this idea.

I really really like a man in a suit. Particularly in a well-cut, well-fitting suit. And since Jon is also a fan of suits, I knew that I could trust him to go out and pick something fabulous and that he would look fantastic in. And he did not fail me.


Guys. It is THE BEST suit. THE BEST.