When I’m old I will grow a white beard and will wear loud British tweeds and worn in felt fedoras. My lapel will always have a flower on it and my jeans will be cuffed like trousers. If I need to use a cane, it will be made from dark rosewood and sterling silver. My gloves will be kept in the chest pocket of my overcoat. I will unbutton my jacket sleeve cuffs when I feel like it and on some days I will not button down my shirt collar. And there’s nothing that you can do about it.

Images from The Sartorialist.