In 2011, long before the COVID pandemic, a doctor’s association in New York supported banning neckties for doctors after a study revealed that the dangling strips of silk can transmit bacteria leading to infection. This would have been devastating news during the Heyday of Ivy Style in the 1950s and beyond when J. Press sold countless caduceus ties in school colors for the Yale, Harvard, and Columbia med school fans. One of our celebrity patrons included New Haven resident and Yale alumnus Dr. Benjamin Spock.
In 1968 more than 10,000 ties were randomly packed in corrugated boxes strewn about the shipping room on the mezzanine of our 44th Street store. Every morning the downstairs crew grabbed handfuls tossing them onto the tie counters surrounding the center stairwell.
They were never imprisoned in glass showcases. Jacquard Macclesfields began the merry followed by Repp stripes, Wool Challis, Ancient Madders, Silk Knits and seasonally appropriate bleeding India Madras. Irving Press, my uncle and boss, habitually strode around the counters messing them up, making them an irresistible petting zoo for customers to stroke, finger and feel.
Grasshopper was our signature emblematic tie in our New Haven campus store. The slim 3” navy ground was emblazoned by thick yellow insects. Gossip on York Street spread the tale of a Smith girl asking her Yalie date if the tie he was wearing signified membership in a club. He responded he was “tapped” by Grasshopper.
The emblematic tie ensemble provided either a jungle or barnyard of pigs, geese, wild turkeys, mallard ducks, tigers, elephants, bulldogs and horses. Adjoining was a silk locker room of squash rackets, golf clubs, and lacrosse sticks. Wall Street was not to be denied a bull and bear. And let’s not leave out beer mugs and martini glasses.
How will it out in the new Year? J. Squeeze dreams the impossible dream of a post-COVID necktie revival. We placed our bet with a full presentation of past favorites, still on top of the counter to touch and feel.
I tie my tie, you tie your tie
RICHARD PRESS
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Richard Press’s recollections as the Nation’s premier clothier have brightened many spirits during this “Annus Horribilis.” Thank you.
Happy New Year! Love knowing your uncle purposefully messed up the ties to encourage customers to touch them. I love to pick up a tie and check them out but always embarrassed to put them back properly! Perhaps the one piece of clothing a man can truly use to be an individual. Thank you for sharing your memories.
Once again Mr. Press has made the day for those of us in the remnant who live in flyover country. Wishing him the best with the hope that the crusade for sartorial common sense continues in the New Year.
During the era on which you are focused, the eminent Dr. Rocco Fasanella, ophthalmologist, and Dr. Richard Selzer, writer and surgeon, were also patrons of Press . . . As for neckties: not the knot— it’s the fabric that counts.
How I miss your ancient madders. Nothing like them even in Jermyn Street.
Best wishes for a prosperous 2021.