July 17, 2026

But certainly, some. For example, how is it that suddenly, and without any external impulse that we can comprehend, everyone has become obsessed with ornithology? And by "everyone" we mean us, because independently of each other, we, everyone present in the studio, had installed the Merlin Bird App. We highly recommend it at this point. Please download it immediately and thank us later. We won't go into more detail now, as usual we don't have time and it's all self-explanatory, but suffice it to say: Your joy in birds will increase immeasurably.

And if we were 12, we would have taken an obvious and almost insistent humorous detour here, but: we are no longer 12. A shame, really, but back to blackbirds, thrushes, finches, and chiffchaffs, which we unfairly no longer truly appreciate, as we find them on every corner. Nightjars, bitterns, or black storks are the heroes of our newly discovered hobby. And so we run around with our Pro Max 17 binoculars, looking and listening. Then we identify what we've heard and paste it into our digital collection album, only to sing to the waving cat at the Korean restaurant tomorrow: "Dunnock! Seen yesterday!"

And as we write this, we realize: maybe it's a good topic for our next therapy appointment. (Hello there, Dr. Greiling, a quick question in advance: Sedge Warbler - does that ring a bell?). Okay, never mind, we're finally getting to the point and returning to questions we still have.

For example, what do you think of when you hear "Hairline"? If the image of a male, turban-wearing short-term tourist in Turkey who had his hairline "adjusted" there immediately comes to mind, then you're just like us, but that's not what we were getting at. "Hairline" also refers to a specific type of weave. The one you can examine in the photos here. It was often used by Ralph Lauren in the 80s, has a very unique characteristic, and, we believe, has unjustly fallen into oblivion.

That's why, together with Nathan Hellard, we brought this fabric back to the loom and wove the fabric for this jacket from Breton linen. (Not entirely true, it comes from Normandy, but we didn't know how to gender it, 'Norman' perhaps? 'Normandian'?? And we didn't want to ask Chatty, and yes, only boomers say Chatty, but so do we, deal with it, but what is it called now, you don't know either, do you? As is often the case: it doesn't matter. So, in short, we simply transplanted the linen; everyone wants to go to the Atlantic coast anyway.) Either way: it's only available from us. And it wears wonderfully, but of course, what else are we supposed to say here. You certainly won't read the word "wearing comfort" here; that's going too far. So, "Gaston," our beautiful new spring-summer-fall transitional jacket, as an edition - very small print run, very grand. But: you have to have worn it to be able to talk about it. At which point Chapo102 immediately interjects:

"I'm not going to be talked out of it, dude, am I Anne Will?"

Firstly, that's a good question, and secondly, it's a good segue back to the music, which we really liked in previous newsletters. And you did too, as we've noticed, so we can now comfortably bring this to a close. Even though many questions remain unanswered. Such as: which rare breeding pair can we find on your doorstep, where do you live, but also: Why are you still here and Gaston not yet in your shopping cart?

And yes... they really do exist!