Unless you’re prone to serious horologistic urges, then like me you probably own, tops, three watches. Or maybe four. Or maybe one. I don’t know, if I’m honest, I don’t care. I don’t scribble much about watches, but look here, this is definitely a watch.… Read More
I was in San Francisco last week. I know, get me. But you know what, it’s not even a big deal for a citizen of the globe like me. Some days I’m in Peckham, other days I’m in Reading. Next week I’m going to Bath.… Read More
This week I’ve uncooled myself a number of times. I ordered a cocktail in a scenester bar, bent down to pick up my bag and forcefully struck my forehead on the bar. Customers and bar staff looked at me. I picked up my cocktail and… Read More
Do I want to look like a train driver? I dunno. Maybe I do? Do you? Is locomotive chic a thing now?
For as long as recorded history, knitted hats have been the dominant millinery genus in east London. Most recently, those that bother to notice, have observed a migration towards ever more diminutive examples. This is not to say the circumference of the average wearer’s head… Read More
I’m fascinated by Japanese brand Beams. If you’re anything like me, the brand Beams Plus will be familiar from browsing over at Oi Polloi, End and the obligatory Mr Porter. Like me, you may have bought some. But what do you actually know about it?
