Pierre Cardin, a Frenchman who designs clothes, opened a small menswear shop at Bonwit Teller one evening last week. M. Cardin did not himself open his boutique; he was, it was reported, too sick from opening a similar shop in Paris the week before. Our health permitted us to attend, and we arrived at the store at a quarter past six, wearing a shaped, vested, single breasted, wide-lapelled, high-rise flannel suit that for many years was the property of a now deceased member of the Salmagundi Club, and a brown and white four-in-hand that had only recently emerged from two decades in a bureau drawer in Montclair, New Jersey. We had chosen this tie in preference to a red-and-white four-in-hand we had obtained in a swap with a friend who had purchased it from an elderly rabbi in East New York. We looked most modish.
Vintage find bragging from the 1960s. From The New Yorker’s Talk of the Town, October 15, 1966.