Book Obsession

A lifelong crave for books, sorted into a single blogpost. Here’s a take on my book-bearing biography! Plus, a new series proposal down below! So excited.

Hey Dappers!

While attempting to branch out the blog, many times I find myself reading, re-decorating, aimlessly buying striped aprons, collecting mugs, testing out new local coffee shops, and reading more books. 

I love a good fiction. Nothing better than to slip under my white duvet, usually with a face mask, and get lost in a story plot. Pinstripe pajamas included.

But beyond just reading, books are my favorite home decor. I’m a sucker for a good book-spine (#guiltypleasure), and find satisfaction when stacked with other equally stunning book-spines. Topped with a great memorabilia per usual.

Fiction novels, in particular, are great references. I frequent my novels more than encyclopedias, TBH. With nonsensical catchphrases and cool vocabulary, it’s a great way to grow some wit and stellar conversations.

Let’s digress and backpedal to memory lane….

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Reading is my ride or rogue. 

Back when little Ian had long, skater hair (CRINGE!), library day was my favorite part of school. More than recess to be honest.

I was part of the book club, and I can vividly remember rehashing “Because of Winn Dixie by Kate DiCamillo” during one of our breakfast events. At the tender age of 8, I re-read The Water Hole  by Graeme Base” one too many times, constantly in awe of the “hole cutouts” diminishing as the pages turn.

In high school I habitually skipped lunch, on a mission to find discarded books at the library. (the older, the better!) Fun fact: the librarian gave me an “official” library pass with my name permanently marked in sharpie marker -under the table! She got tired handing me a new pass everyday. At times i’d sneak a small snack when the stomach grumbles. Whatta rebel.

In middle school I was Lemony Snicket’s biggest fan (still am today). However, his real name is Daniel Handler! I read “The Series Of Unfortunate Events” exactly how an adult would frequent The New York Times -minus the facial hair and coffee. Netflix recently revived the series with a show, but I vowed myself not to watch until I reread the series in its entirety. Now that’s dedication!

Oh, and while we’re on the topic, the Jim Carrey movie was #lit. Forever grateful. I rented the movie on-repeat back when Blockbuster was still a thing. Inevitably, a personal copy had to occur, so naturally I bought a copy from Barnes and Noble my senior year of high school. Talk about years of renting. Phew!

Now reaching the homestretch, to the present. I’m still a bookworm, but more diverse with my genre of choice. Now including love stories! (i’m halfway through Nicholas Sparks’ entire collection, you guys) #noshame

Anyways, i’ve been a reader my whole life. While it wasn’t my go-to hobby at times, a clear affection was there all along. Reading, in fact, inspired me to start the blog four years ago. I followed so many OG bloggers, and read their stuff on the regular.

It paved a lot of good and inspiration in my life, and if there are two things I can fervidly recommend to anyone, it would either be a fashion brand I trust, or a book that spoke to me.

Are you an avid reader? let me know your favorite book/genre!

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So you’re probably waiting for the proposal all along. It’s nothing grand, just a hunch. As I mentioned earlier, i’m trying to brach out the blog beyond fashion-related content. I plan to start a book review series later next week. Is that something y’all would find interesting? I’ll do a few test runs, and eventually gauge your feedback. Here’s to a new series!

#staybrochic, 

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I'm Ian, the writer behind CharlesTucket (a mix between Charleston & Nantucket, two of my favorite places). My hope is to inspire every man to live a wholesome & whimsical life, one quirk at a time.

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