Habiliments on the hoof constitute personal propaganda, and it pays to advertise, whether you prefer an outlay on cloth or a “lay-out” on paper. In certain circumstances dowdiness is better than dandy-ness, but in uncertain circumstances, such as yours and mine, the measure of success is the tape measure and the best snips are “par” snips from the “Tailor and Cutter.” Millionaires may ravage the canons of cut and culture without “going a million,” but millionaires depend more on the bank than the “bunk.” Professors, pugilists, evangelists and contortionists may also flout the flambuoyancy page 15 of physiological filigree and allow themselves the luxury of allowing others to see them as they see themselves—as in a glass starkly. You and I, however, who are neither swish flash nor foul, must bolster up our temporal tiddlewinks with streamline “strides,” spats that speak and ties that advertise.