Keego takes its name from the Ojibwe word for fish, and the spelling came from Longfellow’s Song of Hiawatha. A boy raised on that shore spends his summers on the water and, sooner or later, needs a suit for something that isn’t: a graduation, a cousin’s wedding, an interview. He has spent his life in things that stretch. A suit doesn’t, and the first fitting is where he learns what that means.
Three things he checks himself
Button the jacket and let the arms hang. If the front pulls into an X at the button, it’s too small through the chest. Sit down in it. If the collar lifts off his neck, the jacket is wrong through the shoulders, and that is the one part of a suit nobody can move afterward. Walk to the door and back. If the trousers ride up the sock, the hem is wrong, and that one Roman, master tailor at Lincoln Tailor, on site in our store, fixes with pins before he leaves the floor.
Which tier
An Everyday Classic, $139 to $159, for a boy who’ll be a different size by Thanksgiving. Signature Wool, $259 to $299, once he’s stopped growing. The consultant asks which before showing you either, because nobody on our floor is on commission.
Navy
Always navy for the first one. It goes to everything on the calendar, and the second suit can be the one with a personality.
Also for Keego Harbor: Half a Square Mile: Where a Keego Harbor Man Buys a Suit. More on style consulting, or plan your visit to our Oak Park showroom.
