visible: Cary Grant

Caught somewhere between vertigo and splitting headache, I have spent the last few days in bed recovering from one of those super bugs that produce most of the symptoms related to any kind of sickness known to man. So after a solid 60 hours of no-nonsense sleeping (none of that pesky eating or personal hygiene stuff got in the way), I was up for a movie. I chose Alfred Hitchcock's To Catch A Thief.

I was saddened.

The movie was great, don't get me wrong. Cary Grant's character solved the mystery, got off scott-free, played Grace Kelly's character like an instrument... But it saddened me that if I—or anyone in my age category—attempted to mimic his sartorial elegance in North America, we would be socially castrated. Some examples of his style:




I guess growing up isn't all that bad, if it means I can pull off a Cary Grant-inspired look. I might have to move to Nice or Cannes to maximize quality of said look.

credit: carygrant.net aaaaand whoever told me to watch the movie.
a/v rating: 3 silk scarves and one shawl-collared tuxedo.
*new segment* random factoid: Cary Grant's real name is Archibald Leach.