We found a small roll of this amazing
pure Rayon Silk Gabardine (so called because of the silken hand -- you won't believe how
it feels). The fabric pattern and shirt design are pure 1940s. Montgomery Clift
could be wearing it in FROM HERE TO ETERNITY. If you don't know
Montgomery Clift and his tragic story, read Patricia Bosworth's MONTY.
Clift is an important icon of postwar American movies and culture. The classic
Hollywood tragic story. Check out the antique cast pewter buttons. Loosely cut
for that period flow. When the roll is gone, that's it. Today's purchase,
tomorrow's antique. Is $185.00 a lot of money for a shirt? Yes, most shirts. For
a virtually bespoke neo-classic of which only a tiny handful were ever made,
it's cheap. The collector "cult," with its ludicrous Trekkie tunnel
vision, locks itself into a mythic past whereby anything current is crap. The
genuine collector appreciates something that's new and equals or exceeds "Shroud
of Turin" originals and doesn't make him yet another minnow in the eBay feeding
frenzy because he understands the historical and style savvy and nigh
impossible sourcing difficulties in making a superior, original statement in this inferior
Xerox, wannabe age.
To whit -- There's a classic short story by Jorge Luis Borges, "I Pierre Menard."
An absolute parallel to what we try to do at LOST WORLDS. The narrator, Pierre
Menard, decides to reimagine Cervantes' DON QUIXOTE, word by word, comma
by comma, without reading the masterpiece. That is, by an impossible
creative act, recreate the QUIXOTE exactly, without direct reference, only by
the imagination. If he succeeds, Menard tells the reader, my QUIXOTE will be
infinitely greater than Cervantes' original. "Pierre Menard" has always been an
inspiration to us here if you get the parallel. Lame copying is one thing -- and
never successful or even beyond curio interest because you can't "comp" spirit
-- but recreation, starting from the same place as a cherished original and
using inspiration to forge the same footprints ... this is where creativity and
craft are wedded and welded. From time to time we get the odd comment from
those too creatively dim to understand what we attempt and what we accomplish.
It's not that we're elitist, particularly, rather that we seek customers who
understand, rather than merely follow. Some other manufacturers might be
thrilled by legions of bobble head groupies. Not us. Er, unless they're female.
Can we say that? Aren't we liable somehow under antifeminist laws? The Thought
Police are knocking at our door.