The Rust Belt Market has stood at the northwest corner of Nine Mile and Woodward since 2011, a hall of thirty-odd makers’ stalls on a weekend and a wedding venue when the stalls close. A groom marrying there is marrying in a room built around things people made by hand, and a suit that looks like it came off a shelf looks it more there than anywhere. The cloth has to have a hand.
Texture over shine
In a room of wood, brick and handmade goods, a flat shiny cloth reads as plastic. A wool with a visible weave, a navy or a mid gray with some surface, sits in that room like it belongs. Ask the consultant for it in those words: some texture, no shine.
The party in one cloth
A venue this particular makes a mismatched party look worse, because the eye has already been trained on things that were made carefully. Everyone from one rack in one cloth, on one order (ask about group pricing for parties of five or more), and the party reads as one decision instead of six.
Nine Mile, west
From the market it’s a straight run west on Nine Mile to Greenfield. Roman, master tailor at Lincoln Tailor, on site in our store, pins each hem to the shoes each man brings, and a hem is a small job he can often do while you wait.
More on wedding suits, or plan your visit to our Oak Park showroom.
