Blackest Black

Although as of late, I have added four suits of varying colors and patterns into my otherwise same old same old repertoire of uniform/outfits (that of the old black on black with white shirt) and have my eye constantly on the lookout for new conquests much like the usual politician but in the form of interesting fabric and not young women (or men, if the truth is revealed), I glanced through the on-line "Notebook" of the renowned Anderson & Sheppard and was seduced by the description of a new black colored cloth suggested for evening clothes (but, likely suitable and appropriate for myself in any environment- at least, ones in which I have any interest in going to), a fabric in which the color is deepened by means of sinking the dye further into the wool, which supposedly avoids the effect which seems greyish (or not so black as one would hope for with a wink and squeeze of the arm, demand with a hopeful patience, and so vividly and splendidly dream of- how to achieve and possess the blackest of black, as with the shirts the whitest of whitest, to achieve purity in color form)

It is called Anderson & Sheppard "Formal Black"- really, a simple enough name for something which, if you knew me in the least bit by now, seriously and absolutely set my heart aflame.

Formal Black.  Informal too.  anytime & almost every time.