Reid Ashford, 29

I sell suits, which means most people assume I sell confidence. Honestly, I just find the right shoulder line and let the rest of it do the talking. Come in on a Tuesday afternoon if you can — it's quiet, the light in the east room is good, and I'll take all the time you need without a single word about what it costs until you ask. Tell me where you're wearing it. Tell me the last thing you bought that you actually liked. Bring the shoes you'll wear if you want; I care about the shoes. I'll remember your coffee order and your measurements and probably the name of your dog, and the next time you walk in I'll have three things hanging in the fitting room before you've finished taking off your coat.

— Reid Ashford

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