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The Portugese gentlemen were decked out in bespoke suits in power-neutral colors for maximum wear-ability and topcoats reflecting the qualities of tailor workmanship, topped off by quintessential flat caps or trilby hats, and old, befitting leather shoes. Occasionally, I spotted young men eating lunch with their girlfriends, youthfully dressed in the same manner mixed with their quirks, charisma, and derring-do. It is no wonder that I was entirely smitten with the Portuguese men's enchanting magnetism and gracefullness, not to mention their thorough and innate amiability and warm smiles, which is rare in the relatively aloof Norway.
I wish I could enjoy the sight of gentlemen clad in conventional attires daily. Fortunately, I'll be visiting Milan in July where I decidedly will study every Milanese gentleman I see.
(This post was supposed to be about my trip to Lisbon, haha.. oh well!)