In preparation for my style search, I did a serious deep clean of my closet, which has been truly monstrous for quite some time.
“Form follows function in Anchorage. When I was a kid a trip to the symphony would reveal ‘Alaskan Tuxedos’ (Filson cruisers and pants in grey or green whipcord cloth) and traditional tuxedos paired with fancy dresses and diamonds. Lots of big nuggets on some of those old timers too. Many of the Filson set were as sophisticated in their listening as the fancy folks. That mix is still common in Fairbanks where what you do is still more important than how you look.” – Joel (AKA, my Dad!)*