Sons of well dressed fathers?

My father is not nearly as interested in clothes as I am, per se, but he is usually well put together. When he goes to church or business (he's retired now) he is a good example of trad, although practiced more pragmatically than we would like here (basically, he learned to dress on Capitol Hill and very has that look, only well tailored and coordinated). Both of my grandfathers were very dapper as well.

I've certainly made note of all three of these men growing up and was influenced by their style. Now its my turn to share my knowledge with them. In fact, I bought my father his first MTM suit, and I bought my living grandfather the first silk pocket square he's ever had.

Originally Posted by Mac

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I would conclude that my main style influences are James Bond, Chuck Bass and of course, Spoo.

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My father was a school teacher in a small town in British Columbia. As Vancouver is very much a sartorial wasteland, even more so are the small towns in Canada.

As a result, he doesn't pay much attention to what he wears.

My mother is somewhat more style-conscious, but my personal style's inception began for the most part when I moved to a large-ish city (Calgary) after first-year college.

However, I did rock a 3-piece suit at my graduation from high school. I recently bought my second 3-piece (after almost 30 years since high school) and it reminded me I once had one.

My dads snazzy no question. He taught me about charvet, good shoes, oxxford, etc. Also taught me how to properly shine shoes as well. My moms the opposite.

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My dads snazzy no question. He taught me about charvet, good shoes, oxxford, etc. Also taught me how to properly shine shoes as well. My moms the opposite.

Moms the same way, no sense or care towards fashion. I figured more people would answer no, but I did not expect it to be this lopsided.

My father, born in the late 30's, has always dressed fairly well, although I supose he never lost more than a few minutes thinking about clothes. Very conservative style, I probably only saw him without a tie in a few dozen ocasions.

One of the few ways that I could bond with my father during my teenage years was to shop with him. (He was an emotionally constricted, if essentially kind and good, New England WASP, but it took me many years into adulthood to figure this out.)

My father taught high school math (and thus only modestly paid), and was a child of the Depression, such that most of my wardrobe, prior to moving to New York, came from Marshalls, but, within the times and social scope of my formative years, my father was noted for being a good dresser. He was certainly adventuresome - every piece of the peacock revolution that filtered down through discount retail seems to have ended up in his wardrobe. (Happily, he had the physical presence to pull most of it off, though in retrospect, a good deal of what he bought was fairly awful - the 70's was not a happy time in menswear.)

Many of the shopping expeditions during which he bought things, I tagged along. Shopping in a place where much of the merchandise is crap makes the stuff that isn't crap (or is less crap-like) stand out - it provided me with an object lesson as to what to buy (and what not to buy). The only bad aspect is that it takes great effort for me to buy anything at full price - the tight-fistedness has been passed along (albeit in a higher tax bracket).

My old man was a rigger, so Monday to Friday it was blue King Gee's but when the occasion necessitated it he always dressed well. I have photos of him pre and post WW2 and he wore suits and ties when he came to town. In those days he was a drover. So the one whose influenced me most about clothing was my mother who along with her sisters made all there own clothing in the 1940's and well into the 50's.

Oddly enough most of the women I have been involved with were either dress makers or costume designers so I also learned a lot about clothing from them in terms of the history of fashion. Most of my knowledge of men's fashion I have acquired myself.

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Are we not all sons of the SF Groupthink?

My father has probably 30-40 suits in my parents' walk-in. I remember when I was a young child (so not very many years ago), he would wear a suit to work every day, as was the custom for physicians then. I have no doubt that this contributed to my interest (and dare we say obsession) with style.

I imagine when I have my own job and my own $$$, I'll get my dad proper MTM suiting and good footwear. He never saw a reason to spend for shoes...

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My father was a professional violinist and wore tails twice a week. He was not well dressed in his off time, perhaps as a result. As a teenager in the sixties though, every photograph I've ever seen of him he was wearing a sport coat or suit and tie.

My father had about 200 suits, all bespoke. I never thought of him as being particularly fashionable or obsessed with fashion and he just seemed like a normal man to me. My grandfather wasn't too concerned with clothes either but when I think about it I can never recall him without a tie on(I guess he was old fashioned) Me? I just buy whatever I like. Some people may refer to it as "classic" but I'm really just eclectic. A bit of Paul Stuart type clothes with a lot of other stuff thrown in. I don't go in for fads though and the clothes must fit in a proportional way. eg. bottom of trousers are determined by shoe size(corresponds to height)-no baggy clothes OR skintight busboy shirts etc etc

My fathers style would be similar in look and fit to Rodney Dangerfield. But, everyone liked him for being genuine.

My father was killed before I was born, courtesy of WWII. He was certainly an exceptionally good-looking man, much better than I ever was. A lot of the photos I have of him show him in Dutch naval uniform. I still have his sword, epaulets and bicorne hat, which my mother was able to take with her when she caught the last American plane out of eastern Java a couple of days before the Japanese invaded the island. (She was about to give birth to me at the time. Fortunately, I delayed making my appearance in the world until she was safely in Australia.)

I was raised with my American grandparents. I believe my grandfather was quite a sharp dresser in his day--had quite a few three-piece suits, fedoras and a substantial rotation of shoes, all with shoe trees. I thought him a bit weird because he wore over-the-calf socks! Unfortunately, he never imparted any sartorial lore to me that I can recall. My uncle also lived with us after the war. He seems to have been quite a good dresser back in the 1930s, to judge from old photos, but like many returning veterans he lapsed into garish bad taste much of the time. When I went up to prep school, my "dress" jackets were a couple of hand-me-down sport coats of his. As I recall, they were quite conservative and tasteful.

My father was a colonel and he was wearing most of the time uniforms...

In real life , he wasn't interested in clothes at all...

My mum was a seamstress and she designed costumes for different plays such as Lucrece Borgia ...

She was a terrible dresser but she used to love making other people looking smart...