Loyalty vs. Change
People describe me as extremely loyal. Truthfully, I think that admirable quality stems from my extreme resistance to change. I like my routines. I find comfort in sameness. When I find someone or something I like, I stick with it. All of which bodes very well for the future of my almost 25 year marriage to my college sweetheart, Naomi.
This predilection also translates to my personal “corporate uniform”. Like Steve Jobs, it is rare to see me publicly in anything other than beige button-fly tapered chinos and a black t-shirt. So I became somewhat panicked when I found out the makers of my favourite button-fly chinos, Earnest Sewn, had closed.
I’d like to say that I rolled with the punches. I’d really like to say that. The reality is that change sometimes is thrust upon you. So, having worn through at least six of the aforementioned chinos I had no choice but to react. Full disclosure: I actually still own one pair of chocolate brown Earnest Sewn chinos left that I haven’t worn through. Which is both a statement and an explanation. After scouring the internet, vintage stores (as far as Brooklyn, no less), and extensive emails back and forth with the company that now employs the former Earnest Sewn head designer, I came to the sad conclusion that my only option was to find a new brand.
But nothing was quite right. Some had zippers, others weren’t adequately tapered. On my recent “big” birthday trip to Las Vegas, I ventured to the Rag and Bone store at the outlet mall. I had just used some poker winnings to buy a suede jacket that I had been coveting (that’s right, coveting) for a year. So finding chinos wasn’t even on my radar. Lo and behold, staring me in the face from the half-price rack were beige button-fly cotton chinos. Were they exactly like the old ones? No. No, they weren’t. These are slim, narrow-cuts, that have to be rolled up. But they complete the uniform, so I suffer these differences. And that is what constitutes progress for me in coping with change. Note: I choose to be willfully blind to the fact that they were heavily discounted – suggesting that they may not be made going forward. I perhaps should have bought a few more pairs when I had the chance.
So believe me dear Tonic readers, when I say that nobody appreciates your loyalty more than me. Thank you for continuing to read this magazine. This month, in honour of our fabulously successful yoga event, OmT.O., I encourage you to have a look at the pics from the day and Jodi Fischtein’s contribution to the Namaste column. Be sure to read Joel Thuna and Claude Gallant’s article on horny goat weed (which might just qualify as a natural Viagra and Michele Pobega’s advice on putting together a natural first aid kit for summer. If you’d like to tell me what you’d “change” about Tonic, or discuss anything that you’ve read in this issue, as always, please feel free to contact me directly.