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.
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