Funny thing about November.
One day you’re walking around in a T-shirt and jeans.
And the next you’re scrambling for a cashmere sweater and a mink-lined jacket.
Weather always finds you.
Fight back at Ermenegildo Zegna, that esteemed Italian purveyor of made-to-measure suits, impossibly soft cashmere and other such finery, now open in Highland Park Village.
Inside, it’s all wood and marble and sleek black chairs. It’s nice. But, arguably more important: they found room for impeccably made cashmere scarves, fur-lined boots, mink-lined jackets and shawl-collar sweaters.
So, just spitballing here, but such things could come in handy when there’s a chill in the air and you’re out drinking brandy-spiked eggnog from a gourd, embracing the last remnants of patio season. Or anytime you want to look like a dapper Italian merchant on your way to something incredibly important. (Sandwich run.)
If you’re just here for one of their classic Italian suits, that’s fine, too. Better than fine, actually. Because it’s kind of their thing. They’ve got a whole room for it. So walk to that wooden den in the back and choose from more than 700 fabrics, plus cuffs, collars and buttons. Then a tailor will commence precisely measuring the cut of your jib.
Your jib is more distinctive than “medium.”
One day you’re walking around in a T-shirt and jeans.
And the next you’re scrambling for a cashmere sweater and a mink-lined jacket.
Weather always finds you.
Fight back at Ermenegildo Zegna, that esteemed Italian purveyor of made-to-measure suits, impossibly soft cashmere and other such finery, now open in Highland Park Village.
Inside, it’s all wood and marble and sleek black chairs. It’s nice. But, arguably more important: they found room for impeccably made cashmere scarves, fur-lined boots, mink-lined jackets and shawl-collar sweaters.
So, just spitballing here, but such things could come in handy when there’s a chill in the air and you’re out drinking brandy-spiked eggnog from a gourd, embracing the last remnants of patio season. Or anytime you want to look like a dapper Italian merchant on your way to something incredibly important. (Sandwich run.)
If you’re just here for one of their classic Italian suits, that’s fine, too. Better than fine, actually. Because it’s kind of their thing. They’ve got a whole room for it. So walk to that wooden den in the back and choose from more than 700 fabrics, plus cuffs, collars and buttons. Then a tailor will commence precisely measuring the cut of your jib.
Your jib is more distinctive than “medium.”
