just days ago, a group of bicycle enthusiasts and dandies hosted london's first-ever tweed run: a fancy-free jaunt with a break for afternoon tea. evoking a life of leisure, everyone involved sported their most dapper, old-fangled fashions. tweed, naturally, was matched with more tweed, houndstooth, argyle, fair isle, flasks of gin, and smart capes. to help keep things cordial, the top prize was the doff of the cap award for the day's most civilised behaviour.
i'd be charmed, i'm sure!
(see also: this month's tweed run san francisco, evelyn waugh)
