“On the Shoulders of Manikins”


This is the story of a typical week in the life of William, the best-dressed man about town.
On the Monday he wore his grey windowpane three-piece suit. Tuesday he went for a brown tweed two-piece and matching tie. Next day, which in the normal run of events would be a Wednesday, he would normally go for his Marc Darcy Eton navy check tweed style suit blazer. Thursday, as a bit of a statement, he’d put on his bright blue windowpane. Friday, in winding down for the weekend he opted for Diesel jeans at £150.00 and crisp white Nylon Rocha shirt and waistcoat. Then Saturday was a wedding in town, a formal affair that demanded he cut a dash in his Moss London skinny-fit black tuxedo. Sunday, because even he deserved one, was his day off, on which he’d never quite get fully-dressed.
The infamous William on the streets of London and New York.  If others could care he’d be seen as something of an odd-bod, stock-still, staring into shop windows, his face reflected on the shoulders of manikins, seeing things others couldn’t, seeing the shape of things that could possibly come…



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