Urban Takeout

Knit was unlike all the other ties in his class. Knit was flexible. Knit had texture. When properly looped, Knit would make a variety of masculine, yet sophisticated knots about the neck. But all his classmates made fun of him, because he lacked ‘a point’. The pointy ties were favorites among all the power players; you know, businessmen — captains of industry. Knit’s pointy collegues were traditional, accepted by EVERYONE, and thus, far more popular than knit could ever hope to be.

But one day, the Bold Graduate came along. Debonnaire, in an artsy-book-smartsy kind of way. He was respected and reputable, well-versed and cultured. The Bold Graduate approached the class of cravats — poised and perspicaciously. He once-overed the Broad, Power ties — quickly writing them off for being too ostentatious and gaudy. The narrow, yet structured Repp ties desparately grabbed his attention, causing the Bold Graduate to vacillate a bit. Eventually, he broke their subdued trance and moved beyond them as well. Skinny, Bow, and Ascot…all starved for attention; he would not indulge them on this day. Finally, in his periphery stood Knit — bashful and quiet — yet, confident.

The Bold Graduate was intrigued by Knit’s humility. Knit seemed to get along with EVERYTHING knit came in contact with. Knit was refined, and had an accent. Most of all, Knit, by design, did not look like everyone else — The Bold Graduate could identify with that wholly. The Bold Graduate and Knit went on to become great friends, showing Spring how to be a modern rebel…and to look good while doing it. The END.