Things I Wear: To Brunch

Things I Wear: To Brunch

what to wear to brunch

I love brunch.  To not would possibly be unamerican and unmanly.  But that is not why I love it.  I love it because the company is almost always good and the food should be enough to put you into a coma for the remainder of the day, if you so choose to eat in such a manner.

Save the playful but mysterious little dishes for dinner; brunch is where we go to gorge.  Brunch is where metabolisms goes to die.

However, there is one thing I hate about brunch, and that one thing is why I rarely indulge; the wait.  When I lived in NYC I had all but eliminated brunch from my restauranting regimen because I refused to spend my day waiting for a table and then eating.  Few things sound less ideal than that, it is a great inefficiency in modern life.  Thankfully things are a little more tolerable back here on the Main Line and in Philadelphia.  But that said, I will still only go someplace if I am early enough to beat the crowds, or better yet, have a reservation.

But anyway, I think the best way to dress for brunch is in a comfortable manner.  Ideally one that allows you to sleep off your food coma while wearing the clothes you wore to brunch.  Cashmere and corduroy are great for that, let me be clear.

I felt exceptionally seasonal today so I decided to really go heavy with the fall colors.  A cream cashemere cable knit (Lilly Pulitzer), olive green cords (Ralph Lauren), yellow polo shirt (Michael Bastian x Uniqlo) and rust colored vest (Uniqlo).  That was all topped off with the blond tortoise Griffins (Warby Parker) and Dawson mocs (Quoddy), which have fast become my favorite casual shoes.

And yes, I napped.  Otherwise this post would’ve been up 2 hours ago.

what to wear to brunch



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  1. Nice outfit for the occasion, smart and relaxed. Looks like weather is still mild in Philly.

    A little nuance regarding brunch. We, men, do not only brunch for the sake of it. We are committed to please the lady, who adores this kind of treats (more than we imagine). To me, seeing her enjoy her favourite cappuccino and cornetto is worth more than the food on my plate.

    You’re right. Essential for a gentleman, on these kind of occasions, is taking our time. Arrive early enough (unless you’ve made a reservation), and don’t storm into the place like you’re planning a hold-up on the buffet. Also, getting several moderate servings is more suitable than filling one plate with food enough for an entire cavalry. It all sounds obvious, but every time I brunch, even in the best hotels, I see people who behave like they’re coming straight out of Petronius’ Satyricon.

    Keep posting on your activities, and next time take a photo “on the spot”, with the lady!