Rough Around the Edges: Cobalt Suiting for the Imperfectly Human
A cobalt DB suit, a misbehaving tie, and a chaotic pocket square. Today’s look is about showing up sharp — but never too polished. Let me know if you'd like a TikTok or Instagram caption version of this too!
There’s polish, and then there’s personality.
Today’s outfit doesn’t scream perfection. It murmurs lived-in elegance. It doesn’t belong on a mannequin in a store window — it belongs in motion, brushing past printers in corporate hallways and lingering just a bit too long by the espresso machine.
The Look
We’re working with a bold cobalt double-breasted suit — classic in cut but anything but boring. The soft, textured weave gives it that “not fresh off the rack” energy. It hugs in the right places and flows where it should. This isn’t power dressing; it’s self-possessed dressing.
The shirt? A clean white base, sharp collar. No nonsense. The perfect canvas for what comes next: a patterned tie that doesn’t know how to behave. Somewhere between Renaissance geometry and ‘70s wallpaper, it’s loud without being obnoxious. That’s an art.
Then there’s the pocket square — chaotic, vibrant, skull-covered. It shouldn’t work. But it does. Because life’s a mess sometimes. And when you’ve got the guts to let a little chaos peek out of your chest pocket, people notice. In the best way.
The Mood
Look closely at the photos and you’ll see it: a man who’s not afraid to be caught in between. Between polish and scruff. Between boardroom and barstool. Between I’ve got this and what the hell am I doing?
There’s intention in the nonchalance, discipline behind the softness, seriousness under the smirk. You can press a suit, but not a soul.
This is not style for style’s sake. This is dressing like you mean it, even when you don’t know exactly what “it” is yet. It’s a visual shrug, a quiet declaration, a hand in the pocket because sometimes you just don’t have the answers ready.
On Being Human
Not every day is made for crisp lines and calculated moves. Some days call for presence, not polish. That’s what this outfit holds space for: being fully here, wrinkles and all.
So here’s to the creases we’ve earned, the slouch in our stance, the edge that never quite gets filed down.
Some fits wear you. But this one? This one wears with you.
