In the current issue of Men's Vogue, John Seabrook writes on the quandary - an embarrassment of riches actually - of assuming a remarkable inheritance - 130 Savile Row suits, 500+ Jermyn Street shirts and 50+ pairs of Edward Green shoes. His father was named one of Esquire's best dressers in the 1960s for good reason. The conundrum is simple. Although the jackets fit Mr. Seabrook, he has no interest in wearing his father's clothes. What to do? Here's the accompanying AskAndy thread on the Men's Vogue article.
I wrote on precisely this quandary in an earlier entry on the passage of bespoke clothing through the generations. Actually, if I had an extra room, I would gladly assume the collection. Had I but closet enough and time!