Best Men's Clothing

Dillard's Three locations

READERS' PICK: Men who know apparel may like Dillard's, but men who don't know apparel love Dillard's. It's a service thing. Say, for example, you've never owned a suit and suddenly you've gotta have one--your wife's cousin, the one who works for Armani, is getting married at the Waldorf and you've been asked to usher--but you don't have a clue. Head to Dillard's Men's, pick out one of the "mature" salesman and put yourself in his hands. Quid pro quo, here we go, he's at your complete disposal. He'll teach you everything you'll ever need to know about lapels (wide or narrow), cuffs (button or cuff link), pockets (flap in or flap out), not to mention passing chic vs. the enduring classic. He's got an eye for color and a nose for fabrics, but he'll turn a deaf ear when you hit meltdown over the realization you could buy a beef cow for the dough. When all's said and done, you look darn sweet, but the investment is in the education.

READERS' POLL RUNNER-UP: J. Kareiva, 309 E. Congress St., is hip, cool and comfortable. This little store in the Hotel Congress consistently offers Tucson studs an advanced peek at California-based fashion. Never pretentious, occasionally humorous, it's simply the best place to get dressed down for laid-back success in the red-hot Pueblo.

CAT'S MEOW: Let us tell you, we've seen a whole bunch of men shopping in Victoria's Secret, and we just know they're not giving all those fine little slips and red silk bathrobes away, dahling. We know plenty of guys who look absolutely fabulous lounging at home in some of those flowing, satiny nightgowns with just the littlest bit of lace near the deep neckline. And if they're not wearing it, they're buying the finery for their women to wear because they like it so much. (How many women do you know who would buy a green, thigh-high teddy that looks like it was from the Star Trek costume department?)



Case History

1998 Winner: J. Kareiva's
1997 Winner: Structure
1996 Winner: Structure

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