Two weeks ago I went on a date with a lawyer at Goldman Sachs. He was 49 years old, “not handsome in the classical sense, more Jimmy Cagney than Cary Grant” as he so charitably described himself and preferred Italian suits over Savile Row’s. His magniloquent and crassly funny e-mails had made me curious, so I’d…

Although you've obviously checked the dress registry, you might still be looking for some tips to dressing for the event of the year. As the only Inaugural Ball veteran on staff, I've got some.