Jesus what a day

Now where the heck did I put my shacket?

Jesus what a day

Now where the heck did I put my shacket?

Ready for my Met Gala appearance in this crazy Kashmir goat coat c/o @Anesthetist
it is so soft. A t shirt is the best way to wear to feel that softness but I can layer uHf too. Black cowboy hat/boots will be the winter move. Thanks Matt! Love it.

Duxedo today. 2nd time in a few days I’ve busted out a pair of the 22oz paraffin coated duck after letting them sit in the closet far too long. Not as cardboardy as I expected them to still be. Probably the most rigid IH fabric I’ve encountered.

Mo 6-6-3-fo for the fall

Cool Sunday morning means slub debut. Then I’ll have to shed when it warms up.

Cowboy Woody at your service

Walkin da dog. I love this fella.

I’m over the moon to have found a wabby chore coat after Wabbidashery tour induced FOMO. I was concerned the Large of the sample wouldn’t fit like the XL of the Wabbidashery but it’s perfect. Thank you Iron Heart and Outlet. And the chocolate and card are also much appreciated.

Big week for Hattie. First cinema experience (Moana 2) and first ballet (The Nutcracker). Wore my IH cords, A&A sweater, RMC USN 1913 peacoat. She made it through but it couldn’t have been a minute longer. Should get easier each year!

@Heritage_Guy twas a grand time!
@jordanscollected said in IRON HEART WAYWT - 2026 EDITION:
Shoutout and huge thanks to @mclaincausey for recent pickup.
Chopped Wabash shorts (not sure the original pants model)
A New Medium indigo dyed Tee
DannerxProof
They look great on you! So glad they found a good home! 
We stayed in a calm, cozy A frame built and furnished according to Hygge philosophy for a single night and it was incredibly restorative. It reframed our priorities and objectives in life. The hygge life is the best life.

@WhiskeySandwich I gotchuuu https://psychedelicious9.com/products/king-glizzy-and-the-lizard-wizard-retro-rock-graphic-t-shirt
He has another one with all their album covers tiled on it and a very sick Angine de Poitrine shirt
@endo true. Homer “himself or themselves,” I should have said.
@ARNC yep! I mean it’s Bronze Age occurrences versus Iron Age retelling. Homer himself had anachronisms in the original source material. He was recording (with poetic license) oral traditions from centuries ago, through an intervening dark age of civilizational collapse. In fact I shouldn’t have used the term “city states.”
So we shouldn’t treat The Odyssey in any form as historiography. Never was.
Nothing wrong with that at all. I’m probably one myself.
I don’t think Odyssey is the right vehicle for it, but I am now curious to see what Bronze Age life would have authentically looked like in Ancient Greece. Would they be wearing their armor at all times and swimming effortlessly in it? How did men and women, and parents and children, really address one another? How different was Sparta from Athens? Did Ithaca even exist? Where was it and what was it like? How did members of different city-states interact and get along?
Totally agree on Fight Club, as sacrilegious as it feels to admit it.
Yeah, fair. Though I’d argue that Homer’s Odyssey is grounded in a retelling and recording of oral tales he received through many retellings. At best it is a distorted recording of some aspects of how some people in antiquity saw their world and what they believed about its history. And we lack the cultural context and language to truly contextualize and understand it as they would have. So I guess I just don’t give a shit because we aren’t capable of understanding it as contemporaries would have even if it had actually occurred.
Side-note: I’d be surprised if ancient Greek theater audiences found the male actors portraying women distracting whatsoever on the basis of not looking or sounding like women. It’s interesting that modern audiences expect verisimilitude to be spoon fed to us as if we were observing real events. I wonder how widespread that is and how it evolved?
That’s one reason I think books are a superior medium. They actively engage your imagination in the act of painting the picture instead of forcing you into someone else’s vision.