No Mr. Bond

While it is a stereotype that “men” do not particularly care about fashion, the popularity of certain celebrity/fictional dapper dressers belie this belief. Of all of these icons of both masculinity and fashion one is my favorite.

Bond, James Bond.

Bond, James Bond.

He is also a favorite of my husband, so I decided to make a scarf in his honor. Long enough to secure beneath your bullet-proof overcoat so that you do not loose it when you have to jump out of a diving plane, it is knit in a luxurious silk and baby llama blend that will gently cushion the cheek of a beautiful lady as you comfort her in her distress.

For the on the go, yet stylish man.

For the on the go, yet stylish man.

Imagine this scarf whipping behind you when you leap from the steps of the Russian opera house onto a conveniently located snowmobile in high speed hot pursuit of a dastardly villain. Yet it will be appropriate for when it is necessary to escort the Queen to high matters of estate.

Now, I know that not every man can pull off such a bold statement, so for when it is necessary to be undercover it is possible to work this piece using more subtle choices. I worked up a swatch in a more textured yarn with a subdued color palate and it worked out beautifully too.

Rowan Lima - alpaca is awesome.

Rowan Lima – alpaca is awesome.

So if you need something for you or your date to wear to the upcoming Oscars, this might just be the ticket.

“Do you expect me to talk?”
“No Mr. Bond, I expect you to die.”

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