Fancy?
Maybe not.
I might favor a full-sized revolver, either a S&W K-frame/L-frame kind of thing, or a full-sized SA revolver, like the Blackhawk.
Of course, even though it might not be fancy, it would be clean and well-kept. Like shoes.
'Course, I might have to coordinate my footwear with the holster and belt rig. Not sure brown footwear goes with a black rig. Sneakers . . . I dunno, does that sound tacky to anyone else?
If it wasn't a revolver as above, it would be something like a full-sized 1911 or BHP, even a Beretta 92 or CZ. Well, heck, it should have a
little class at least.
All of that said, why would I
ONLY have an open carry? Heck, you just never know.
I carry two ballpoint pens, too. One in my shirt pocket, one collapsible in my trousers pocket.
You have to kind of get the picture . . .
Everyone you know carries. Pistols are wholly unremarkable. Your breakfast waitress notices if you've changed your rig. "Why, Mr. Jones, I do believe that's a Colt. What happened to your Smith?" Wives look in their closet at the 14 holsters therein and despair that they "have nothing to wear." The boss lets you know a couple of days in advance that some of "our biggest clients" will be in the office on Friday, and how about a little upgrade? How about something in a nice cordovan?
Come on, work with me here.
Over a beer down at the local pub, the crowd gets a laugh at the evening's stand-up when he reminds the patrons that "used to be, the only people totin' in places like this were the low-lifes!"
With a little imagination, I can make it work.