Gentlemen

For a while, elegance and style were the focus of my concern. In the street, I would immediately spot smartly-dressed people and analyse what made them more elegant and stylish over the rest. I would buy French fashion magazines and took great pleasure in watching their pictures and reading their articles: I’ve noticed that France has reliable and talented journalists specialising in fashion, which is not the case in other countries. When I was young, I hated to be around people who were badly dressed, and could not conceive that some of my girlfriends did not enjoy shopping and trying clothes in front of a mirror. For a while I kept a fashion blog that became quite popular, particularly those entries about male elegance, about gentlemen. Eventually, I got tired of it, but if there is something I learned from these early and slightly frivolous years it is that male –and female– elegance is not a physical but a mental issue.

An elegant man reads. An elegant man is generous and wears old clothes. An elegant man does not get into hot water with a Twitter post. An elegant man does not wear shoulder straps or waistcoats, unless he is a stout elegant man

An elegant man reads. An elegant man is generous and wears old clothes. An elegant man does not get into hot water with a Twitter post. An elegant man does not wear shoulder straps or waistcoats, unless he is a stout elegant man. Shoulder straps and waistcoats are the only outfits that look better on fat people. An elegant man is intelligent, stupidity is not glamorous. An elegant man does not experiment with his beard or sideburns. An elegant man reads Russian novels. An elegant man never ever talks about nationalism. An elegant man can change a tyre, cook Cuban rice and is not afraid of dogs. An elegant man likes children. An elegant man likes women. Most heteros claim to adore women but that is not true: in fact, they feel more comfortable with men. An elegant man has female friends.

An elegant man reads Proust. An elegant man never eats energy bars. An elegant man spends more on books than on clothes. An elegant man knows how to roll up his shirt’s sleeves, both literally and metaphorically. An elegant man does not do selfies. An elegant man does not wear jewellery and has a good sense of humour. Albert Camus, Samuel Beckett, Miguel Delibes, Ernest Hemingway and Vladimir Nabokov were elegant men. If you don’t know what to wear to be elegant, imitate them, or even better: read them.

Gentlemen

For a while, elegance and style were the focus of my concern. In the street, I would immediately spot smartly-dressed people and analyse what made them more elegant and stylish over the rest. I would buy French fashion magazines and took great pleasure in watching their pictures and reading their articles: I’ve noticed that France has reliable and talented journalists specialising in fashion, which is not the case in other countries. When I was young, I hated to be around people who were badly dressed, and could not conceive that some of my girlfriends did not enjoy shopping and trying clothes in front of a mirror. For a while I kept a fashion blog that became quite popular, particularly those entries about male elegance, about gentlemen. Eventually, I got tired of it, but if there is something I learned from these early and slightly frivolous years it is that male –and female– elegance is not a physical but a mental issue.

An elegant man reads. An elegant man is generous and wears old clothes. An elegant man does not get into hot water with a Twitter post. An elegant man does not wear shoulder straps or waistcoats, unless he is a stout elegant man

An elegant man reads. An elegant man is generous and wears old clothes. An elegant man does not get into hot water with a Twitter post. An elegant man does not wear shoulder straps or waistcoats, unless he is a stout elegant man. Shoulder straps and waistcoats are the only outfits that look better on fat people. An elegant man is intelligent, stupidity is not glamorous. An elegant man does not experiment with his beard or sideburns. An elegant man reads Russian novels. An elegant man never ever talks about nationalism. An elegant man can change a tyre, cook Cuban rice and is not afraid of dogs. An elegant man likes children. An elegant man likes women. Most heteros claim to adore women but that is not true: in fact, they feel more comfortable with men. An elegant man has female friends.

An elegant man reads Proust. An elegant man never eats energy bars. An elegant man spends more on books than on clothes. An elegant man knows how to roll up his shirt’s sleeves, both literally and metaphorically. An elegant man does not do selfies. An elegant man does not wear jewellery and has a good sense of humour. Albert Camus, Samuel Beckett, Miguel Delibes, Ernest Hemingway and Vladimir Nabokov were elegant men. If you don’t know what to wear to be elegant, imitate them, or even better: read them.