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post #16 of 30
Not that it will matter if you're in the city rather than Westchester, but I second the recommendation of Vaccaro, which I believe also goes by the name of Harwood Shoe Repair or something.
post #17 of 30
Thread Starter 
Thanks everybody. I've found the advice both helpful and comforting.

It's not too serious, so I will probably go with the majority here and call it patina after I polish it out myself. Fortunately, the shoes are black, so the charm (thanks for that one, Teacher) will be nearly unnoticeable.

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Originally Posted by Vintage Gent
I suggest retribution--both ramdom and relentless.

I took this advice to heart this morning when the guy standing in front of where I was sitting bumped the toe of his shoe against the toe of mine. Normally, I let this go, but when I saw what he was wearing, I pretty much lost control.

He wore a checked shirt in French blue paired with brown checked trowsers with a brown belt. The offending shoes were a clunky monkstrap version of derbies in black. Now, I count five eggregious offenses here: 1) French blue; 2) mixing two checks; 3) blue and brown paired in such shades as to induce vomiting; 4) clunky shoes; and the one that pushed me over the edge, 5) brown belt with black shoes.

Normally, I am able to restrain myself in such situations, but his sartorial incompetence was beyond the pale. I kicked him in the knee so hard it tore his kneecap clean off. He fell backward, knocking down everybody else on the train like dominoes. As he fell, his leg bent the wrong way and that ugly monkstrap of his snapped up and kicked out his own teeth. Fortunately, he didn't bleed on me or I'd have stomped his guts out.

It was quite gratifying to see the whole traincar full of people writhing around on the floor apologizing to me and to one another. I warned the offending party about the dangers of dressing badly as I stepped over the carnage on my way off the train. He apologized abjectly in spite of being in considerable pain. I was impressed that he showed such backbone. I think he was probably glad to be getting an unexpected day off.

Thus I kissed off the commuting life today. Of course, this is a complete fabrication except for how the guy standing in front of me was dressed. That part is completely true.
post #18 of 30
Quote:
Originally Posted by Nantucket Red
Thanks everybody. I've found the advice both helpful and comforting.

It's not too serious, so I will probably go with the majority here and call it patina after I polish it out myself. Fortunately, the shoes are black, so the charm (thanks for that one, Teacher) will be nearly unnoticeable.



I took this advice to heart this morning when the guy standing in front of where I was sitting bumped the toe of his shoe against the toe of mine. Normally, I let this go, but when I saw what he was wearing, I pretty much lost control.

He wore a checked shirt in French blue paired with brown checked trowsers with a brown belt. The offending shoes were a clunky monkstrap version of derbies in black. Now, I count five eggregious offenses here: 1) French blue; 2) mixing two checks; 3) blue and brown paired in such shades as to induce vomiting; 4) clunky shoes; and the one that pushed me over the edge, 5) brown belt with black shoes.

Normally, I am able to restrain myself in such situations, but his sartorial incompetence was beyond the pale. I kicked him in the knee so hard it tore his kneecap clean off. He fell backward, knocking down everybody else on the train like dominoes. As he fell, his leg bent the wrong way and that ugly monkstrap of his snapped up and kicked out his own teeth. Fortunately, he didn't bleed on me or I'd have stomped his guts out.

It was quite gratifying to see the whole traincar full of people writhing around on the floor apologizing to me and to one another. I warned the offending party about the dangers of dressing badly as I stepped over the carnage on my way off the train. He apologized abjectly in spite of being in considerable pain. I was impressed that he showed such backbone. I think he was probably glad to be getting an unexpected day off.

Thus I kissed off the commuting life today. Of course, this is a complete fabrication except for how the guy standing in front of me was dressed. That part is completely true.

Ok Kevin Spacey from Seven.
post #19 of 30
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Originally Posted by kronik
Ok Kevin Spacey from Seven.
SE7EN.
post #20 of 30
Thread Starter 
Quote:
Originally Posted by kronik
Ok Kevin Spacey from Seven.

Dressing badly is indicative of Sloth.
post #21 of 30
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Originally Posted by kronik
Ok Kevin Spacey from Seven.

did he ask you what's in the box?
post #22 of 30
Quote:
Originally Posted by Nantucket Red
Thanks everybody. I've found the advice both helpful and comforting.

It's not too serious, so I will probably go with the majority here and call it patina after I polish it out myself. Fortunately, the shoes are black, so the charm (thanks for that one, Teacher) will be nearly unnoticeable.



I took this advice to heart this morning when the guy standing in front of where I was sitting bumped the toe of his shoe against the toe of mine. Normally, I let this go, but when I saw what he was wearing, I pretty much lost control.

He wore a checked shirt in French blue paired with brown checked trowsers with a brown belt. The offending shoes were a clunky monkstrap version of derbies in black. Now, I count five eggregious offenses here: 1) French blue; 2) mixing two checks; 3) blue and brown paired in such shades as to induce vomiting; 4) clunky shoes; and the one that pushed me over the edge, 5) brown belt with black shoes.

Normally, I am able to restrain myself in such situations, but his sartorial incompetence was beyond the pale. I kicked him in the knee so hard it tore his kneecap clean off. He fell backward, knocking down everybody else on the train like dominoes. As he fell, his leg bent the wrong way and that ugly monkstrap of his snapped up and kicked out his own teeth. Fortunately, he didn't bleed on me or I'd have stomped his guts out.

It was quite gratifying to see the whole traincar full of people writhing around on the floor apologizing to me and to one another. I warned the offending party about the dangers of dressing badly as I stepped over the carnage on my way off the train. He apologized abjectly in spite of being in considerable pain. I was impressed that he showed such backbone. I think he was probably glad to be getting an unexpected day off.

Thus I kissed off the commuting life today. Of course, this is a complete fabrication except for how the guy standing in front of me was dressed. That part is completely true.
Marc, is that you m8?
post #23 of 30
Thread Starter 
Quote:
Originally Posted by j
Marc, is that you m8?

Good lord! Look what comuting has turned me into!
post #24 of 30
Yeah, I have an older pair of EGs I scuffed once on a sidewalk, but I think EG's leather is pretty good such that a couple of polishings to restore the color makes anything short of a large, deep gouge invisible.
post #25 of 30
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Originally Posted by summej2
This reminds me of the first time I wore a pair of new chelsea boots to work and, due to their additional length, nicked the toe on sharp corner of the d**n WWII era metal desk the government supplies me with---infuriating. It actually ripped the surface off the leather in a 1/4" triangle. Well, after carefully gluing it in place with leather glue and filling the gaps with wax and buffing, it is now invisable from any reasonable distance.

Substitute "Florsheim Imperial Kenmoors" for "chelsea boots" and "university" for "government," and you have just retold an experience I had. The problem with me, though, was that the leather tab came completely off and I couldn't find it. A pack of wax now resides in that hollow, making it nearly invisible.
post #26 of 30
Quote:
Originally Posted by j
Marc, is that you m8?

No. He wasn't wearing (or fondling) Santoni FAM's, and his shoes are black.

But I do like French blue.
post #27 of 30
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Originally Posted by zjpj83
I have actual cuts in the leater on the toe of one of my oldest and dearest pairs of shoes. They have been there for years now. Not too deep, obviously, but there they are. Frequent polishing after every wearing, and they look great. Just a little patina, hardly noticable unless close up. I love them.
Here are mine, dinged up and wonderful
LL
post #28 of 30
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Originally Posted by zjpj83
Here are mine, dinged up and wonderful

Bah! If anyone actually notices those scratches, you should say "and while you're so close, could you nibble off that bit of gum I picked up on the subway?"
post #29 of 30
Quote:
Originally Posted by Teacher
No. He wasn't wearing (or fondling) Santoni FAM's, and his shoes are black.

But I do like French blue.

lol
true
post #30 of 30
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Originally Posted by kcc
FNB

I'd like to have my shoes polished and shined. got any NYC shoe shine recommendations?
I have heard that B Nelson in NYC does good shoe repair work. I am about to try them:

B. Nelson Shoe Corp
1221 6th Ave bet 48 and 49
Concourse 2 McGraw Hill Bldg
New York, New York 10020
Phone: (800) 750-7669
Fax: (212) 869-6634
Email: mastercraftsman@bnelsonshoes.com

They claim to resole using real lasts for some of the top name shoes, like Alden. Has anyone else used them?
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