I’ve always thought the art of styling deeply underrated. Just take a look at the image above. When I see a belt I always think of it as a device for holding up a pair of trousers, but now I feel like an idiot. It… Read More
If you’re ever looking to spot the absolutely stereotypical hipster in the wild (you know, the type glossies commission cartoony illustrations of when they’re rolling out another style tribes feature) head to Williamsburg NYC. I’ve never seen so many beards, tattoos, baseball caps, skinny, rolled… Read More
So, I went to Paris and I actually didn’t just photograph menswear shops. I snapped a load of things. Turns out, there’s other stuff in Paris. Stuff that doesn’t sell menswear. But still looks quite cool. I know. Remarquable.
In this my last missive from Rome, I’d like to draw your attention to the Borghetto Flaminio Flea Sunday Market. If you are not planning a trip to Rome and have no intention of going to Rome, this post will still prove extremely rewarding. You’ll… Read More
If I could make a living posting pictures of me in shirts, scribbling about Japanese rucksacks I’m never going to buy and making jokes about doing a plip-plop in your pants, I totes would. I do, however, have a day gig, during which I make… Read More
I was recently reading a beautifully written piece about the aesthetes of Tangier. I don’t think I have the financial robustness to be an aesthete of Tangier. I also question whether my knowledge of 18th-century Venetian artifacts is up to snuff. I know little of… Read More