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Tie Summer

August 19, 2016

As will become obvious as 100D100T makes its way back into the world, I’m no longer wearing a tie every day. I see them every day, as there are about 400 that stare at me from my closet as I leave my bedroom.  


Pick me! Pick me!

You may recognize some of these from years ago. Many have been–gasp!–worn again. But, there was a newer tie that was selected for a Wednesday meeting that deserved a little dressing up. 

how you doin?

A nice little lime green with blue, white and black thrown on there. Does a body good. 

We have some TV Guys With Ties, too. Pardon The Interruption’s Tony Kornheiser looking pretty summery…

…but I wish the tie had interrupted a little more. 

And here is Laurence Fishburne, looking very un-FBI in Hannibal…


You pick the blue tie, your story ends…


There will be some great ties from Hannibal Lecter…Mads Mikkelsen is an amazing specimen. 

Thanks for reading…Brooke


Can’t spell “Interview” without T-I-E

July 18, 2013

Although this really isn’t a problem this year, it’s never good juju to mention the words “Cubs” and “playoffs” in the same sentence. Unless, of course, the rather vulgar phrase “no fucking way in hell” is involved in a rather meaningful way.

[Cue: peaceful music entwined with nature sounds]


Collar stays, Uncle Lou…collar stays!

Back before the Mike Quade era, when Sweet Lou Piniella took Chicago’s National League participant to back-to-back playoffs, fans actually got excited about the day-to-day happenings in the standings. Conversations between Cubites were careful to avoid the jinx, which would allegedly occur if one mused about a playoff appearance or–the horror–even advancing during stated appearance. Knocking on wood didn’t help, as they were feebly swept aside by the Dodgers and Diamondbacks, maybe or maybe not in that order. It’s just too painful to google it.

I, too, am going to avoid the jinx here today. I had a second interview for a great new job today, and I’m not going to mention where it was. See, maybe the jinx minx is susceptible to reverse psychology, and the job is mine! Well, at least it was a second interview; getting bonked after just one would be tantamount to a sweep, don’t you think?

Here are the two gorgeous ties that I sported this week. They are both from my newest favorite Californian, Hendrik. He owns Bows ‘N Ties, as well as Cheap Neckties, two amazing online purveyors of great ties. Hendrik had found my TieXchange website, and had inquired about its activeness. Being a great guy, he gave me a shopping spree on his sites. 


These beauties are from his Puccini label. I went in left-right order, in terms of my interviews. It’s a lock, wouldn’t you say? Believe me, there is nothing cheap about these ties…the fabric is stunning, the quality is very evident, and they tie really well. If you have ever tied a truly cheap tie, with its lame–or non-existent–lining, the lack of structure and staying-power is pretty defeating. However, these ties made a great knot, and really stuck around up at my collar. Check them out, if you get a chance.

I’ll let you know how everything turned out, once the statute of limitations on the jinx has ended.

Thanks for reading…Brooke

I cannot tell a tie…redux

October 16, 2012

Deadlines are good. Great actually. This may end up being my worst blog (yep, still hate the word), but it’ll feeeeeel good. Damn right I put 6 Es in there.

I’m scared to check my last post, but I’m sure it’ll soon be simple enough to see the date. I think it was May. I have worn ties since then, and have taken pictures of all of them. No more hefty haughty promises about writing them all up. I am sure that I have forgotten where/why I wore them. Although…that could be a fun game for any readers I have left: if they can guess if my story is true or bullshit. Or both.

My travels for Few Spirits took me to our nation’s capital, where I attended a gala dinner out at Mt. Vernon, George and Martha Washington’s estate. The dinner was sponsored by several different lobbying organizations; our affiliation with the Distilled Spirits Council of the United States got us invited. The Distilled Spirits Council of the United States, thankfully, has an acronym: DISCUS. Or is it an anagram? No, it’s definitely an acronym. Anyway, they avoided being called DISCotUS, which would be too trendy. I would have gone with one that called to mind dancing with cheesy records: DISCOTECA (Distilled Spirits Council of the Entire Country, America).

ImageThe gala was a blast, and it was exciting to meet folks from other distilleries. Good thing I brought along a couple of ties to choose from. I ended up going with another swell looker from Paul Fredrick. I knew DC would be a professional tie-wearing town, and it didn’t disappoint. More than a Few bow ties in attendance (harder to spill booze on ’em, don’t-cha-know). I can only assume that my Freddy did me proud.


Let George Do It!

As for Mt. Vernon? Serene. Idyllic. Iconic. All that and more. I met the Ghost of the Father of our Country, or GOTFOOC. Actually, he was probably just a Hired Actor Portraying the Father of our Country (HAPTFOOC).

Thanks for deadlining. And thanks for reading.


Roll Tied Roll

January 10, 2012

Well, it was a well-deserved victory last night. Not only did ‘Bama win the BCS national championship, they also won placement as 100 Days, 100 Ties subject header, over ‘Geaux Tiegers.’ I’m sure they are reserving a spot in their substantial trophy case to prominently display a screen shot of my blog.

Funny story about Alabama. I only applied to three colleges – Georgia Tech, U of Illinois & Alabama. Tech admitted me first, and then I chose Illinois when they let me in (they pledged that the weather would be MUCH better). But the best admission came from Bama, from whom I received a packet addressed to ‘Miss Brooke Saucier.’ Yes, they had accepted me as a woman. Over the next few weeks, I got letters from prospective sororities, and a note from my resident advisor in my dorm, who said something to the effect that she knew about all the best parties.. My thoughts immediately went to how much fun it would be to shock not only my roommate, but her daddy. “Hi, I’m your roommate. Brooke. When’s shower time around here?” Oh, but, alas, Bama’s new student week perfectly coincided with U of I, so I wasn’t able to give a poor fella from Montgomery a heart attack.

As for my Tie du Jour, I thought it best to wait on the purple and gold tie that would have celebrated a victory for the ‘Geaux Tiegers’ subject header. Better to let the wounds heal. This strip from Perry Ellis may be just the soother that Bayou Bengal country needs. Its texture goes pretty well with that of my gray (British eq: grey) shirt. Well, I’m just so proud of myself, aren’t I?

I’d like to introduce a new Guy With Tie here. Paul Zalmezak is a planner with the City of Evanston’s Economic Development Department, focusing on technology and its place in the Evanston business community. He was meeting over at CoLab Evanston, where TieXchange offices. Great guy. Great tie.

Thanks for reading…Brooke

Coffee, tie or me?

January 4, 2012

Haha, snuck a day in there without posting. But, of course, my mom was right on it, with a “did you write your blog today” that had similar tone to it as a good old “did you clean your room”? Thanks, Ma.

The CTdJ (the Catchup Tie du Jour) is another beauty from Lee Allison. This, as you may know by now, is my favorite blue. That cornflower blue, so nice, with a power stripe of red & white thrown in there for good, patriotic measure. No idea where I wore this one, but it was also found, all treasure-like, at Classy Closet at Washington & Custer in Evanston.

This tie will soon be put on the list for the TieXchange. Tomorrow we are sending out our first beta tester ties, and we’re trying to get the mailing just right. We will use an envelope that can be used to return the tie. So, at least we can be a little green, even if your tie isn’t so green.

Thanks for reading…Brooke


Auld Lang Tiene, v.2

December 31, 2011

No, this tie was not worn on New Year’s Eve, but since today is NYE, I figured I’d better get this subject used (again). My next post will actually be my Halloween tie, so we’re definitely performing some holiday bouncing.

Big happenings at TieXchange yesterday…we had our first non-family, non-friend inquiry into our services. It’s a step, right? Not sure how Bill found us, but I’m glad he did.

My Tie du Jour in question is a pretty classy number from English Laundry. It’s gray with a lighter gray crest adorning. I really liked how it went with this striped shirt.

So, I’m writing this with about 8 hours left in 2011 (Central time-wise). This year was mostly good, with sprinkles of bad in there. Those little sprinkles keep you on your toes (I’ll call them sprinkle-toes), and make you appreciate the goods. I met a lot of great, wonderful people this year, and I maintained and bettered even more friendships.

The turn of the year always brings a new hope to optimists like me. I have so many new things in my life right now, I’m practically ebullient to witness the turn of the clock to midnight. Two-thousand twelve (MMXII for you Romans out there) will prove to be spectacular, I can feel it. Of course, my feelings fly out the galaxy if the Mayans were indeed correct about the end-of-the-world predictions.

And, thus, I raise a toast to spectacular years and the inaccurate predicting powers of ancient civilizations. Cheers!

Thanks for reading…Brooke


Beware the ties of March!

March 16, 2011

I guess Julius Caesar should have heeded the warning of the blind man (wasn’t he blind?) in the square, before he and his tunic and laurel sashayed into the Senate foyer. Hindsight rarely saves a man, though, especially when the business ends of a few daggers are headed your way. Such an interesting way to execute (literally) a recall vote…now political opponents just go to the media, and babble and tweet and post. Infinitely more legal, obviously.

Well, I’d be Brute-ish if I didn’t remind you that it’s March 15, which is but a day before the 1-year anniversary of starting 100 Days, 100 Ties. I’m sure I’ll mention it then, but for now let’s take a gander at Tie No. 243.

It’s rather staid, compared to the rest of my collection. It’s from the Claiborne line, which I was surprised to learn was entirely a JC Penney mark. Go, JC, go. I tried to pomp (or pimp works, too) it up with my blue shirt, but it didn’t really wake it up. Oh, well. I have mentioned recently (as I have before) that a quick glance at my tie rack makes it painfully obvious that there will be some painfully morose days coming up in the TdJ department. When I’ve had this problem before I’ve simply made a trip to the resale shop(s), but I gave up buying ties for Lent. Boring ties be damned, I may as well try to make a dent in the Unworn Collection, and 40 days won’t kill me.

Editor’s note: My Lenten penance only states that I cannot buy any ties; it doesn’t say anything about accepting gifts of ties. And, would you look at that, my birthday is coming up on April 8. I’ll be 42. For a whole year.

Thanks for reading…Brooke


A sad day…

January 7, 2011

As I had my January edition of my Leadership Evanston sessions today, I decided not to wear a tie all day. However, I did don one for the evening’s event. Unfortunately, it was for a memorial service.

My good friend Claudia Rosario Hammond passed away last week. Wife, mother, sister, artist. Tonight, her husband Eric made it quite clear that we were doing the right thing by celebrating her life, rather than mourning her death. She will be missed.

Tie No. 199

I would love to dedicate the Tie du Jour to Claudia. It is a simple black tie from a company called TBA. I realized something, looking at Claudia’s artwork, placed around the chapel at the funeral home: I should have worn my most colorful remaining tie, not funereal black, to celebrate the vibrancy in her life and her art.

Rest in peace, Claudia…Your friend, Brooke

Tieway to Hell

October 23, 2010

When I was in junior high, I loved AC/DC. At one time, they represented 50% of my entire music library. In these days of iPods and other libraries holding thousands of songs, I actually remember my first 8 cassette tapes, and how they filled just over half of the wooden crate purchased especially for them.

  1. AC/DC – Back In Black
  2. AC/DC – For Those About To Rock, We Salute You
  3. AC/DC – Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
  4. AC/DC – Highway To Hell
  5. Devo – Freedom of Choice
  6. REO Speedwagon – Hi Infidelity
  7. Styx – Paradise Theater
  8. .38 Special – Wild Eyed Southern Boys

Yes, that’s quite a mix, I agree. The reason I bring this up is that the song ‘Whole Lotta Rosie’ was being played somewhere or other this past week. I was amazed that I still knew every verse (“42-39-56”), note and grunt, perhaps 27 or 28 years after I last played that song on a crappy turntable (oh, yes, I had albums, too), dozens of times over. I love that my brain has reserved…no, PREserved…that stuff (or garbage, as my dad probably put it) up in the old gray matter. May have to invest in the CD versions of some of that good ol’ AC/DC. And, would you look at that? ‘E’s wearin’ a tie! Angus Young–Rocker With Tie!

I went with the road theme for the title because I actually found my Tie du Jour in the street. Over the summer it caught my eye as I walked to my car to head to an appointment. It didn’t register with me that my life actually has something to do with ties until my return trip. So, I picked it up, and it looked remarkably clean for having been run over a couple dozen times. It’s not particularly good looking, but it went fine with my outfit yesterday–ironically it may befit an AC/DC concert (nahhh!). It’s very dark, with black and red diamond shapes, from Dockers, of all places. By the way, their tagline (“If you’re not wearing Dockers, you’re just wearing pants”) always kinda bugged me; does that mean, logically speaking, that, If you ARE wearing Dockers, you’re NOT wearing pants? Kinda creepy, especially if you’re wearing Dockers around children or unchaperoned young ladies. Aaanyway, I’ll leave the logic discussions to the logicians…and the pants discussions to the, um, pants-wearing people (of which I am one).

Thanks for reading…Brooke

Bigger fish to tie…

October 4, 2010

You may have noticed (or you may not have) that I didn’t post on Friday. I did have a tie on, for about 45 minutes, until I realized that I needed to head over to the house to deal with a plumber visit while Diane was in Asia. I figured that if there would be any plumbing detritus flying through the air, that I didn’t want that to be the story. So, I preserved that particular shirt/tie combination and changed into more plumbing-appropriate garb. By the time I was done dealing with my main man Pat Kelly (GWT alum) from John J. Cahill Inc., I decided to stretch it into a mental health day.

Alors, my ensemble hung out over the weekend and made its public debut, three days after being put together, this morning instead. My Tie du the other Jour is from Giorgio Armani. I found it at Salvation Army, a couple of years ago…this is definitely not cut from the same cloth as my Tie No. 100, also from the house of Armani. Besides the fact that the stitching in the back had started to come loose (my fault, not Giorgio’s), the tie seemed pretty thin and flimsy (sorry, Giorgio). And just as I praised No. 100 for being a dream to knot, this one was just sad to tie up. Don’t get me wrong, the fabric is beautiful, rather like the skin of a speckled trout, but without the scaly feel. And without the smell, too, which is something you want in a tie. I hope the picture does it justice.

We head into another month, and I feel that I should be critiquing something. Rahm Emanuel’s bid for mayor? Not until he stops tying his ties too long…Rahmie, boy, they’re not supposed to tickle the chief of your own staff, buddy. I haven’t seen any movies lately, not since The American; I still want my 2 hours back. Hmm, maybe I’ll find something soon. Until then, have a great week.

Thanks for reading…Brooke