Jimmy Stewart’s Honorable Style
With seemingly every known sportswear brand with a nickel’s worth of history coming out with an “authentic” or “vintage” line, I’m left wanting to step away and rediscover the “heritage” of dressing well. At least I won’t have to worry about being stoned to death for not wearing the correct of-the-moment hipster boot anymore. So I’ll have that going for me- which is good.
I have been pulling out my suits more often lately, and have fallen in love all over again with the sense of confidence and pride in your appearance that a quality, great-fitting suit with all the trimmings can bring. My particular fancy right now is the 2 button SB peak lapel with side vents & hacking pockets (ticket pocket too)– and there must be a beautiful, soft roll to the lapel. Very Jimmy Stewart in Rope, circa 1948. In need yourself? Stop by Paul Stuart.
While Jimmy Stewart’s style in clothing was worth note, even more impressive was his personal character and honor. He was a man’s man, who didn’t shirk responsibility or run from his commitments. I admire that. I want to be that guy.
Maj. Jimmy Stewart talking with the crew of a B-24 named “Betty”. She was a B-24J-145-CO serial #44-40092 from the 565th Bomb Squadron, 389th Bomb Group, 8th Air Force. The name “Betty” was on the starboard side (right) and “Betty Jane” on the port side. While on a mission to Misburg, Germany on Sept. 11, 1944 she was damaged by flak and the command pilot, Maj. John Dowswell, ordered the crew to bail out, while he opted to try and fly her back to England. He made it back, but six members of the crew became POW’s while three of them evaded and made it back to Allied lines. (U.S. Air Force photo)
Jimmy Stewart and his father Alex in front of the family hardware store, 1945.
Jimmy Stewart feeling very comfortable inside the family store– father Alex in the center of this pic. On top of being one of the the best-loved actors ever, Jimmy Stewart was a also Princeton-grad architect, an accordion player, and a WWII bomber. AKA– a stand-up guy, and the all-around perfect man. Feeling like I haven’t done much over here.
Jimmy Stewart the family man, for Bazaar circa 1956.