I occasionally glance in the mirror to see how I look with a specific pipe. I have a really big bowled pipe
that just looks too big. Most of my pipes look okay, I suppose. But it occurs to me that since pipe smoking
has become such restricted activity, even if I found a pipe that made me look in some magical way like
Clark Gable or someone, I couldn't smoke it in public; I'd have to carry it around in my mouth empty. So
I don't worry much about matching my pipe to my personality. When I was in NYC and wanted to buy some
tobacco at Nat Sherman's on 42nd, I took along a little bent billiard made by a N.C. carver with a light stain
and bright orange stem. No one commented on it, but no one looked embarrassed by it either. A took a pipe
by the same carver, a bent ball made of Mountain Laurel, to the local pipe show. These experiences made me
realize how infrequently I smoke my pipes in public view.