Seriously, I thought I was going to have some kind of turn while I was capping that scene. The whole undone black tie thing is the universal sign for 'Ravish me, I am unkempt'. And there's a portion of my brain going 'but he has no chin or eyebrows and looks like a potato!', but he is still very very pretty. And never more so than when a bit dishevelled and in need of a comforting pat on the head. *coughs*

I miss the 1930s. Not really, obviously, but...oh, the men, they did know how to dress.

He does look a bit strange in very dark colours, I think: black tie is excluded because it is physically impossible for any man not to look foxy in black tie (I do not count any strange abominations of the form such as white tuxes, grr), but he looks a bit corpse-like otherwise. The Custard Cream outfit is genius if you can see the hat and shoes, and foul if not. From this I conclude that 1930s man knew how to accessorise.

Yay for book recs! I think that's the one I went looking for after you suggested it, only to discover it was called something else here. And then discovered that the damn things are bloody hard to find in any case, which is ridiculous. Anyway, I shall track it down and doubtless wibble like a wee girlie, while fruitlessly wishing to pet the silly lovely chap.

You are right, he wouldn't let you, but still.