The Lost Journal of J Peterman
The recently discovered journal of the famous clothier J Peterman shed light on his later life and surprising love of Aloes.
The journal entry dated January 15th, 1997 reads:
"Ah, the Savannah of South Africa. The air thick with the scent of blooming Aloes and the sound of tribal drums in the distance. I had come to this land at the behest of my dear friend and colleague, Dr. Kofi. A man of many talents, Kofi holds a PHD in botany and is a native of this land. He had spoken of a rare species of Aloe that could only be found deep in the heart of the Savannah, and as a lover of all things botanical, I couldn't resist the opportunity to see it for myself.
We set out early one morning, our gear packed and our spirits high. We traveled by boat, tucking ourselves into the river's bend as we searched for the object of our quest. The Guangzhaya River Market was a sight to behold, with fabrics and spices traded under a starburst sky. It was there that I discovered the Pamplona Beret, a diaphanous piece of head-wear. At that moment I knew that this would be the perfect addition to my catalog.
As we journeyed deeper into the Savannah, I couldn't help but marvel at the rugged beauty of the land. The thick foliage, the towering trees, the animals that roamed free. It was a veritable Eden, and I felt my proclivity for adventure begin to stir within me. But little did I know, the true adventure was yet to come."
The journal entry dated January 17th, 1997 reads:
"The deeper we ventured into the Savannah, the more I began to realize the true wildness of this land. The dense vegetation obscured the path ahead, and soon we found ourselves lost. Dr. Kofi and I had become separated, and I was alone in the wilderness.
As I pushed through the underbrush, I couldn't help but think of my trusty Italian Captoe Oxfords. They were sophisticated, yet different without making a huge fuss about it. The rich, dark calf skin leather, matching leather vamp had served me well on many an adventure, but I couldn't help but wonder if they would be enough for this wild terrain - men's whole and half sizes 7 through 13. price $135.
As night began to fall, I spotted a glimmer of light in the distance. I pushed on, fueled by hope and determination. As I drew closer, I saw that it was a small village nestled in the heart of the Savannah. The people there, members of the Xhosa tribe, took me in as one of their own. They showed me the ways of their people, and I found myself enraptured by the beauty of their culture.
It was there that I discovered my true love of Aloes. The Xhosa people had a deep reverence for these plants, and I couldn't help but be moved by their connection to nature. They taught me how to use the Aloes for medicine and other practical uses, and I was forever changed by the experience.
As I sit here now, in the heart of the Savannah, surrounded by the beauty of this land and the people who call it home, I am filled with a deep sense of gratitude."
The journal entry dated February 20th, 1997 reads:
"It was a moment of pure serendipity. I had been wandering the wilderness for what felt like an eternity, my Italian Captoe Oxfords worn and tattered from the treacherous terrain. Just as I was beginning to lose hope, I saw a familiar figure in the distance. It was my dear friend and colleague, Dr. Kofi. I couldn't believe my eyes. I had thought him lost to the wild forever.
As I approached, I couldn't help but notice the Durango Hat perched atop his head. It was a signature piece from my catalog, constructed of water-repellent wool felt and adorned with a basketweave faux leather hat band and braided leather inlay. It was the epitome of rugged elegance, and it suited him well.
We embraced, both of us overcome with emotion. It was a reunion for the ages, and we spent the rest of the day reminiscing about our adventures and the beauty of the Savannah. As the sun set, we set out once again, eager to discover the rare Aloe that had brought us together in the first place. Legend says it's a thing of beauty, a true conversation piece, and I must admit, I couldn't be more thrilled to have my dear friend by my side once again."
The journal entry dated February 26th, 1997 reads:
It's been several days since my last entry, and I must admit, the Savannah has truly captured my heart. But, as with all great adventures, there comes a moment when one must push beyond the boundaries of what is known and explore the unknown. And that is exactly what Dr. Kofi and I did.
We journeyed deeper into the Savannah, with our hearts set on discovering the rare Aloe that Kofi had spoken of. We trekked through dense jungles, climbed steep hills, and forded raging rivers. And then, finally, after what felt like an eternity, we found it. The rare Aloe, whose name I shall keep secret for now, was a thing of beauty. It was a work of art, a true conversation piece.
The petals of the Aloe were a deep, rich red, like the Corduroy Blazer in both Oxblood and Iris (on sale now for $175). The leaves were a vibrant green and the thorns, well, let's just say they were as tenacious as the peaked front and back yoke, wide lapels, double knife back pleat of the Corduroy Blazer. It was a plant unlike any I had ever seen before, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as I gazed upon it.
I've traveled the world, seen things you wouldn't believe, but this, this was something special. It was as if the Savannah had unlocked a part of my soul that I never knew existed.