“I only wear vintage, I only wear vintage.” People are always saying that. Not always twice admittedly – it was for emphasis. But in certain circles the exclusive wearing of dead dude’s clobber is considered a superior move, one that frowns on modern make, manufacture… Read More
So, Mr Frosty is swinging his big dick. It’s all styles of shivers out there right now. Time to get your layering game correct. Personally, I’m gonna hold off on the chunky knits until it gets fully perilous, preferring to multi-up on jacketing. I’m all… Read More
Read it as a homage to Nicholson in The Last Detail, a signifier of racial harmony (akin to Seinfeld’s black and white cookie, only woolly) or perhaps more appropriately, just a nice warm coat? Either whichy-way, this heavy-duty peacoat from Fidelity, is a grandstanding choice… Read More
The intrepid menswearist always has an eye out for the freshness – different ways to wear stuff, new garms, original details. Ultimately, it’s about finding new takes, that when deployed in the field, make other bros feel inadequate. Healthy living dudes. So, peep my selection… Read More
This is a combat jacket. It’s made of old combat jackets. It costs 375 quid. My taste level has exceeded that of a standard, human, male, man. Compared with every other barren, bro-shaped being, I’m pregnant with artfulness. A maven, in the 100th percentile of… Read More
Are you bogus bro? Do you spend your life hiding anxiously behind a façade of fake confidence? Is your life is a sham, spent regurgitating Buzzfeed trivia, pretending to enjoy the L.I.E.S back catalogue and just nodding habitually when people talk about fancying Daenerys Targaryen?… Read More
