52 inches long x 2.5 inches wide. Those are the specifics of this incredible vintage tie I am wearing in the photo above. I think this tie most likely is from the late 1950s or early 1960s. A muted red with bluish gray and yellow found in the pattern. This tie is over half a century old and has only one small blemish. Incredible.
This tie was made at a time in which high-waisted pants were commonplace, hence the short length. On the tag, you can see that the tie-maker gives suggestions as to what to pair with the tie. They suggest a grey suit. This is a very niche, very characteristic tie. It isn't Trad/Ivy/Prep. It's certainly mid century. Wearing it exudes a certain feeling that you can't cover up. It's palpable. I don't wear this tie too often, but sometimes the feeling moves me and the day feels right. Today, feels right.
Whenever I am wearing something vintage, I think of what the world was like when the item was first made. Late 50s, early 60s. What a different world. What did we do then, that we don't we do now? What do we do now that we didn't do then? A lot. Many people today who are hostile towards a historical, or [semi] against-time, world-approach would say "You are living in the past! Things change!" To which I would reply, we are not living in the past. To be historically minded in living isn't to live in the past, it is to attempt to have something in common with a time before you. We don't reinvent new, and then destroy all of our old food, utensils, houses, soap, music etc... every few years. We don't reinvent all new words. Actually, some people would like to do this, and it's wicked, but most don't.
I would say that maintaining any kind of semblance of continuity isn't about "living in the past". It is about living in time with intentionality. There are things we try, and then realize they didn't work and so we forget them. There are things we do and love, and we keep them around. Some things we loved in 600, 1175, 1975 and 2021. We kept them around. Maybe they changed a little here and there, or maybe they didn't. But, they are still here. Some things we loved in 425 and then hated in 916, admired in 1774 and despised in 1916, practiced in 1973 and forgot in 1993. We forgot them.
Living in time with intentionality is about retaining that which is worthy of being retained, and forgetting that which may be worth forgetting. To live as a being without any sense of "was" seems odd. It seems that when people so viciously attack any attempt of maintenance of that which was, it is because maybe they forgot they had something that was. Or, maybe they don't realize what they can't realize. Or, maybe it was never there, it never was, and you can't have forgotten something that wasn't never there in the first place. I don't know. It's deep with layers. I think it is more complicated than this single post.