I wanted to surprise my husband for his upcoming 40th birthday and I thought, what better way to…read moreenter this new decade than wrapped in fine yet affordable apparel? So, unbeknownst to him what was about to happen, Kevin and I sauntered up to this super stylish men's custom suit store called Indochino. I swear, it was like stepping into the armory scene from the Matrix, but with a bunch of suit stuff in elegant mood lighting. Kevin's been daydreaming about getting a custom suit for ages, so here we were, ready to embark on this sartorial escapade.
Once inside, who do we meet? Sean mother flippin' Slaugh! This guy is the epitome of swagger. He was super friendly and made us feel right at home, like old pals reunited. He had this sparkle in his eye that said, "I'm about to make your wildest suit dreams come true." And then he literally said that. Breathtaking.
Sean held us by the hand and whisked us into the magical world of bespoke suits, like a real gentleman, one personalized step at a time.
First came the fabric selection. It was like walking into a swag rainbow and coming out dripping with luxury. Sean laid out fabrics richer than a Rothschild and smoother than the Rock's skull. Kevin's eyes went wide, and he started petting these textiles like exotic birds and I had to do likewise. As the fabrics yielded to our caresses we knew this was the right move. I held them up to Kevin's face, imagining the glory to come once constructed into a fine suit. Sean gave us the lowdown on each fabric, and I half expected him to accidentally shake gold nuggets or pixie dust out of one of the swatches.
Sean then measured Kevin, who stood, comfortable, yet slightly bewildered, mostly due to the surprise element. But Sean? Oh, he's a measuring maestro, flipping his tape here, there, and everywhere, spouting off numbers like he's casting spells. "32 inches, alakazam! 40 inches, abracadabra!" Kevin really started to relax, then caught up in Sean's wizardry.
Once the measurements were in, Sean guided us tenderly through the process of choosing the perfect style for Kevin's new custom suit. From collar, to buttons, to cuffs, and pockets, pleats, and vest selection, Sean made every decision feel like we were picking out magic wands at Hogwarts instead of tackling a laundry list of fashion choices.
The suit came quickly in the mail, along with a custom fitted shirt of our choosing. It was so pleasing to see "Chicken Tenders" lovingly embroidered inside the coat and "BDE" on the shirt cuff. We made our appointment to have Kevin's final fit check with Sean.
At final fitting, Kevin slipped his new suit upon his robust, manly form, aggressive seat, and perfect knees, and I kid you not, he looked like James Bond's cooler, more stylish, mustachioed cousin. As Kevin slid cooly out of the dressing room, strutting around ready for a Milan runway, my only reaction was to gasp and start taking photos of my hot hot husband.
All the while, Sean stood there, beaming like a proud parent at a school play. He had poured his heart and soul into this moment for Kevin, and it shows. Sean's not just a suit savant; he's the king of accurate measurements. We thanked him profusely, and after the celebration and fit check [read: like a glove] Sean waved farewell, with a twinkle in his eye and a jaunty salute.
As we left Indochino that day, Kevin practically floated away with happiness and I held all these things in my heart, which you have now read in this review. If you ever want to go on a wild, wonderful, and unforgettable journey to get the perfect suit, run--don't walk--to Indochino and ask for Sean. He's the heartwarming haberdasher you never knew you needed.
tl;dr: 10/10 recommend for service, quality, affordability, and FUN!
