{"id":368,"date":"2012-02-15T11:56:03","date_gmt":"2012-02-15T19:56:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/?p=368"},"modified":"2012-02-15T11:58:34","modified_gmt":"2012-02-15T19:58:34","slug":"bernhard-roetzel-the-gentlemans-guide-to-grooming-and-style","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.colinmarshall.org\/?p=368","title":{"rendered":"Bernhard Roetzel: The Gentleman’s Guide to Grooming and Style"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"I don\u2019t know \u2014 I just feel like the most authoritative guide to gentlemanism must<\/em> come translated from the German. Despite, or maybe thanks to, four credited translators, Bernhard Roetzel\u2019s Gentleman\u2019s Guide to Grooming and Style<\/em> (known in other editions as Gentleman: A Timeless Fashion<\/em>) retains a certain steely yet askew exactitude. When the translated Roetzel pronounces that, putting on a pair of genuinely good shoes for the first time, \u201cas a consequence the need for a good suit arises almost out of necessity,\u201d or that \u201ccreative professional groups wear the black polo-neck sweater almost exclusively,\u201d or that a gentleman \u201cwill not profane his frugal but perfect breakfast by consuming it in a baggy T-shirt, boxer shorts, and rubber bathroom slippers,\u201d I unquestioningly believe him.<\/p>\n

In this language, the Gentleman\u2019s Guide<\/em> explains everything from suits to shaving to sunglasses to sheep, how they get the wool from. Even accounting for the general textual barrenness of the field we might call \u201cmen\u2019s style books,\u201d this men\u2019s style book takes its explanatory mission seriously; Roetzel gets his hands so deep into the nuts and bolts of the male appearance that I at times forget I\u2019m holding such a glossy, photo-laden production. (In my edition, the same Teutonic-looking fellow poses for each sub-chapter\u2019s for lavish introductory shots. As with so many volumes on menswear, the distant observer will lack the evidence to decide whether I\u2019m looking at sartorial examples or niche gay pin-ups.) No man will need every section of the book at once; only a freakishly quick study could, in one sitting, blow through all Roetzel has to say on shirt cottons, open lacing versus closed lacing, and how to tie a necktie, then feel crisp-minded and ready for his history of English sporting dress and his details on the august outfitters of Jermyn Street.<\/p>\n

Throughout the book, Roetzel oscillates between two audiences: the aspirational menswear neophyte, and the reasonably established dresser who might like a little more information on the knobs of JP Tods driving shoes or the proper selection criteria for hip flasks. So if the stylistically awakening fellow in your life needs a gift, this one will keep on giving through the years. But as much utility as the Gentleman\u2019s Guide<\/em>\u2019s ground-level instructions offer \u2014 the longer you go without knowing when to iron a shirt, why not to let your sleeve cover your cuff, or how to fold a jacket, the more harrowing the inevitable revelation of your ignorance \u2014 they leave a certain bitter aftertaste. What on Earth has reduced us to learning these simple things, these elements of self-presentation so fundamental to life, from a book<\/em>?<\/p>\n

The age when a young man went off to college in gilt-buttoned blazer and gleaming Oxfords has gone, I realize, and we surely delude ourselves about the extent to which it once obtained. (But like every semi-trad, complexly Japanophilic menswear enthusiast on the internet, I sometimes catch myself yearning for Take Ivy<\/a>\u2019s particular point on the space-time continuum.) I myself washed up on UC Santa Barbara\u2019s campus without so much as a single collared shirt. Doesn\u2019t the specter of a grown man \u2014 biologically grown, anyway \u2014 with a dresser full of graphic tees and white sweatsocks make you reflect on whether we and the last couple of generations, no matter how much progress our revisions otherwise brought about, perhaps ditched one tradition too many?<\/p>\n

Almost everyone I know under the age of sixty (and several above) began their adult lives in a Stylistic Year Zero, thrust into the world in a brittle armor of jeans, sweatshirts, and shoes engineered for sports would never play. In their closets hung a sole suit, if they were lucky, but usually solid black and hence damned to uselessness outside funerals. We\u2019ve had little choice but to approach the problem of dress \u2014 when, indeed, we realize we have<\/em> the problem of dress \u2014 in entrepreneurial, autodidactic ways, becoming \u201cself-made men\u201d in an unusually literal sense. Roetzel seems to understand this full well. For every condemnation of a potential faux pas, he includes an assurance that the reader isn\u2019t alone in his struggle: \u201cIt is a process which usually takes several years, and it is better that way. A wardrobe must grow like the decoration of an apartment. This is a highly individual process, which can, and should, lead each of us to a unique style.\u201d<\/p>\n

Roetzel frames the way of the gentleman with what I tremble, slightly, to call a holistic approach. He writes not just about what you choose to wear, but about a mindset. In his introduction, Nick Yapp invokes \u201can old proverb that defines genius as \u2018an infinite capacity for taking pains,\u2019 and the same description would serve to define a gentleman.\u201d The Gentleman\u2019s Guide<\/em>, on some level, offers a primer on painstaking, one that just happens to express itself in the particulars of \u201cgrooming and style.\u201d But then, such are the clearest, most apparent indicators to immediately separate those who take pains in life from those who don\u2019t. Though you can\u2019t always know how many hours a man puts into his craft, you can\u2019t help but absorb and react to the overall aesthetic impact of his person.<\/p>\n

The true mastery can begin, according to Roetzel, only when the outward unites with the inward. \u201cStyle is revealed in little things,\u201d he writes, \u201clike how you dress when there\u2019s nobody to see you. A gentleman\u2019s clothing is not a costume. He wears what he wears because he likes it. And not in order to impress anybody.\u201d This book\u2019s definition of gentlemanliness comes at the intersection of discernment and integrity, where the aspirant must abandon any ideas they have about compartmentalizing their life. As in suits, shoes, socks, shaving, and shampooing, if you go by the Gentleman\u2019s Guide<\/em>, so in social conduct, work, recreation, and breakfast. Care in anything follows primarily from care in everything else.<\/p>\n

I actually have picked up worthwhile pointers on breakfasting and shampooing from this book, but to focus on them would be to cast it in the same light you\u2019d shine on much more disposable handbooks \u2014 the Queer Eye for the Straight Guy<\/em> companion, say. Roetzel\u2019s manner has an increasingly rare \u2014 and, in our moment, refreshing \u2014 unreconstructedness about it, a spirit of disciplined decadence (or decadent discipline) that discusses the barber shop as \u201ca paradise for men,\u201d that insists that a real gentleman\u2019s \u201cdoctor, his tailor, and, indeed, his hairdresser, must be male,\u201d that the wearing of substandard shoes means \u201can otherwise perfect appearance is destroyed, irreparably and at a stroke,\u201d and that, of a choice like the Dal\u00ed mustache, remarks only that \u201ca real eccentric will rarely be satisfied with copying someone else\u2019s trademark.\u201d<\/p>\n

The most revealing example of this sensibility comes near the end of the book, somewhere after the material on wristwatches but before the discussions of canes and lap robes. The Gentleman\u2019s Guide<\/em> features a substantial section on the proper enjoyment of cigarettes, pipes, and cigars, citing no less an authority than Thomas Mann, who \u201cdescribes the pure bliss of dabbling in tobacco at many points in his works.\u201d Roetzel himself approaches his own kind of translated near-breathlessness on the subject, asking, \u201cWho can forget the excitement of the purchase of the first packet of your own cigarettes \u2014 for many the first step towards many years or a lifetime of this habit and passion?\u201d Whatever your own opinions about smoking, can you resist exhilaration at his sheer lack of shame? Many would feel repulsed even by the earlier chapters on lapel widths or the comparative thicknesses of knitwear, dismissing such attention as fetishistic. But to apply the label of fetishism says more about the labeler than the labeled. Roetzel shows us that it\u2019s the attention itself that matters.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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