A while back I posted some photos from a shoot that was to accompany an article in Menswear magazine written by Sandra Nygaard. Last Friday I finally got around to buying a scanner so I won't bore you with the whole article but here is a particularly funny section (ps Sandra I'm not saying what you wrote was boring just the subject - me) There weren’t many teenagers in Indiana who wore suits to high school in the early 80’s but then again there weren’t many guys as obsessed with men’s wear as Scott Schuman.
The sartorially savvy teenager was so dedicated to fashion that he would regularly visit L.S. Ayres ,the local high-end department store, where he'd pour over the Italian labels with the sort of reverence most guys his age reserved for baseball or the latest album from The Police. Sometimes the kindly salesmen would even bestow him with leftover copies of men's magazines.
One day the fashion gods shone down upon Schuman and by mistake a salesman added a L'Uomo Vogue issue signed by Giorgio Armani to the giveaway pile. When Schuman later returned to the scene of the slip-up, the salesman asked him if he still had that magazine. The teen calmly shrugged and claimed he'd thrown it away.
"It was like finding a piece of gold - there was no way I was going to give that back!" Schuman recalls without a hint of regret. "There was no way that guy was going to appreciate that signature more than me."