Thursday, August 21, 2014

#2593 How To Tell A Guy You're Not Ready For Sex

Matt Damon, Jude Law, and Gwyneth Paltrow in The Talented Mr Ripley*.

Anon asks: Hey Isaac, so my boyfriend and I are going away together this weekend. It's our first time away together, so first time sleeping together. We have only been together for a month. We haven't talked about the whole sex deal yet, but I personally know that I'm not ready for it. I'm not sure what he expects. Do I talk to him about this before we go away? Or during? What if he wants it and I don't, etc? How do I escape that awkward tension when it arises? Your help would be much appreciated!

Hey gidday mate. This would be much easier to answer if I knew how old you were, but I'm going to assume you're old enough to be legally getting intimate and to be going on holiday with your boyfriend. (If you're not, don't do either, por favor.) Okay, so: If this guy is your actual boyfriend as opposed to some dude you're just getting to know, you should be able to have a conversation with him about what both of your expectations are with regards to sex.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

#2592 Denim Disrupted By True Religion


It's hard to believe that up until about 18 months ago, I had almost entirely sworn off jeans. I wore khakis day in and day out, and that was that. I was never going to wear denim ever again. Ever. Until I did, and here we are today. My latest acquisition is this pair of Kurts by True Religion from the brand's new Core Fits range. It's a sleeker, lower profile option than what you might expect from the label (which I've always associated with heavy, light-coloured stitching and those back pocket flaps) — the branding is limited to the horseshoe stitching on the back pockets, and the wash is indigo with a tone-on-tone overdye detail. Kurt is one of the skinniest fits TR is offering, but they're definitely not spray-on tight, there's still room in the leg to move, and enough space to do a peg-roll at the hem, which is my current go-to with every pair of pants I own.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

#2591 How To Deal With Jealousy In A Relationship

Natalie Portman Stripping Closer
Natalie Portman and Clive Owen in Closer.

Anon asks: Hi Isaacaroni, your advice is golden, always. I was wondering: what's the best way to deal with jealousy in a relationship? Gracias Brochacho!

Hey gidday mate. Jealousy is a real tough one because it's kind of like an extremely sophisticated virus — once it's gotten into your system, it'll multiply and spread without any warning, and getting rid of it is no easy feat. For that reason, it's entirely preferable to not allow it in there in the first place than to try and deal with it once it's already taken hold.

Monday, August 18, 2014

#2590 The Joseph Grazi Q&A

Joseph Grazi outside his studio in Bushwick, Brooklyn. Photos: Tucker Vander Wyden

Joseph Grazi is one of those guys I've known for a while socially, but besides running into him on the street, or talking to him on late-nights-out, I had absolutely no idea about who he was, where he's from, or what he does. So when Bridget Malcolm nominated him as my third interview, I spent a few days Googling him, and discovered the following: He's an artist; he was born and raised in the famously introverted Syrian Jewish community in Flatbush, Brooklyn; a lot of his work involves macabre visual themes; he counts Ezra Miller and Mia Tyler as personal friends; and he once made a giant love heart out of 122 taxidermied bats. I went to visit him at his Bushwick studio this afternoon and walked in to find that his white walls were covered with scrawled HA HA HAs, not unlike something The Joker might have done, and also not unlike what somebody might do in a mental institution and/or a horror movie (according to the man himself, it assists with his creativity). I asked him about art, growing up Syrian Jewish, and the problem with success, but first, this question from Bridget Malcolm:

Thursday, August 14, 2014

#2589 Lean, Mean, And Pistachio Green


I went through this phase about five years ago where I deluded myself into thinking I had a lot more money than I really did, and lived like an absolute baller — eating out approximately five times a week at this not-inexpensive Italian restaurant in Auckland named Prego, and having almost all of my clothes custom made for me by the gentlemen at Crane Brothers. It was a good time. This jacket is pretty much the last remaining vestige of that moment, and I'm happy to say that it is still in beautiful condition. It's an odd colour, there's no doubt about it (I once called it pistachio green, whatever that means), but it's fantastic because it works a treat whenever I pair it with anything dark and blue, which accounts for a good 50% of my wardrobe. Plus, it's slightly more interesting than khaki, and slightly less in-your-face than olive, and it's my go-to whenever I have something slightly fancy to go to and no idea what to wear. Also, Tommy Ton shot me in it one time, which did wonders for my ego, and for its inclusion in my regular jacket rotation. True story.