Loitering outside the Drones Club.

[J.Crew wool tuxedo jacket with satin lapels! + Alexander Wang pocket tee + Splendid drape cardigan + Missoni scarf as belt + J.Crew 3″ broken-in chino + vintage cross + my old $10 surf shop specs I’ve now decided are the best sunglasses I’ve ever owned + Shashi bracelets + YSL Arty Ovale ring.]

The Drones Club is strictly a men’s only club, and right ho—what with events like the Annual Fat Uncle’s contest and the Annual Darts Tournament. So because I could not acquire admittance to get a Buck’s Fizz or a Sidecar from McGarry, the bartender, I fiddled around outside in a wool tux blazer, patent leather tuxedo shoes, with a stock market bar glass full of rum and tonic, hoping to catch a glimpse of Monty Bodkin or Bertie himself. Maybe get invited in for a game of cards.

I love men’s wear-inspired looks. I’ve had this blazer for months and worn it once… because? I’m lazy? God am I glad I needed a dark-colored lightweight jacket for my morning commute yesterday—welcome to the front of the closet, love.

And, I have over 25 pairs of these boyish, preppy shorts, in varying colors and inseams—ridiculous. Relics of my past inclinations mentioned here, now resurrected with the defibrillator paddles known as Masculine/Feminine Tension. I’d been so inspired by how the always adorable Becca worked the aesthetic here and here. Easy, effortless, and bicycle commute-friendly. I’m sold.

I clinked my ice cubes around, kicked at the dirt, and sucked the rum out of my lime waiting for someone to invite me in. No such luck.

Who doesn’t want to be a drone? A member of the “idle rich”? Dapper clothes, endless days of no work, all play…

“After all, golf is only a game,” said Millicent. Women say these things without thinking. It does not mean that there is any kink in their character. They simply don’t realise what they’re saying.


[All references courtesy various works of fiction by P.G. Wodehouse.]

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10 Responses to “Loitering outside the Drones Club.”

  1. April 24, 2010 at 11:14 am #

    maybe the cutest post in the history of the universe!

  2. April 24, 2010 at 12:08 pm #

    i love waaaay too much about this.
    ok, simmer, becca. siiiimmmeeerr.
    firstly, thank you for your amazing shout out. (blush).
    secondly, you are rocking the boy/girl tension, my friend– like, in a totally magical super fantastic way.
    thirdly, i love you tons and all, but i might just have to steal those shoes.
    and all your rings.
    and, well, hell, i’m just going to have to steal the whole damn ensemble.
    i hope we can still remain friends.
    that is all.

  3. April 24, 2010 at 12:12 pm #

    and the glass.
    and your lineage (if that’s possible).

  4. April 25, 2010 at 10:27 am #

    love that giant crucifix!



  5. robin
    April 25, 2010 at 11:02 am #

    Hey, my last name is Dronne! And I would definitely let you into my club. As usual you pull this look off effortlessly. :)

  6. April 25, 2010 at 1:30 pm #

    Sooooo cute! Love this outfit Carey! I’ve been wearin my oxfords to death this season! I had to buy two pairs because I love them so much! :)

  7. April 26, 2010 at 9:09 pm #

    Love, love, love it!

    • corksandcaftans
      April 27, 2010 at 8:19 am #

      Thanks, T!

  8. April 27, 2010 at 7:25 am #

    i am crazy about this outfit. LOVE it!

    • corksandcaftans
      April 27, 2010 at 8:21 am #


      eBay usually has a plethora of these little Missoni scarves for pretty cheap if you’re interested. You can get one for like $40 like I did, then take it with you on an airplane and keep it in the same place as you keep your red nailpolish, and totally ruin it. This is the only way I can wear it anymore—haha.

      Thanks for the comment, homeslice!

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