Tuesday, September 23, 2014

#2616 What To Do If You Run Into Your Ex At A Bar?

Heyyyyyy gidday mates. This week's question deals with that often unavoidable, typically awkward, and always upsetting conundrum: What do you do if you're out with your friends and you run into your ex? And you're not really that over your ex? Or you still feel really angry with your ex? Or your heart has been smashed into a million pieces by your ex? Or, God forbid, they're on a date with someone else!? To assist with the answering, I asked my good friend Anthony Urbano, the blogger behind Closet Freaks, to share his thoughts. Check it out, above!


Monday, September 22, 2014

#2615 Primary Colours, Secondary Nature

Hey gidday mates. I catch the bus from my apartment to Union Square every day, and on my journey I pass this building on the corner of 11th Street and Avenue C, and every once in a while that building is completely painted over and within a day, the walls are covered with a brand spanking new piece of artwork. Last month it was a rastafarian lion; once it was a bunch of interlocking faces; this month it's a giant wave, probably because #surfbort. It adds a little spark of excitement to my early morning commute.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

#2614 The Alex Drexler Q&A

Alex Drexler from Alex Mill.

There are two boutique menswear brands that I think are killing the game right now — the first is La Paz from Portugal; the second is Alex Mill from New York. I stumbled upon Alex Mill's first NYC outpost on Elizabeth Street about a year ago, and was so taken by the vintage look and feel of his slubby, textured cottons that I googled the brand on my cellphone right then and there and proceeded to geek out like a complete nerd. A few months later I got in touch with Alex Drexler, the label's founder, and shot this outfit post featuring product from his spring/summer collection, and last week I emailed him and asked if he'd care to sit down for an interview. If you recognise his surname, it's because his father is Mickey Drexler (dubbed 'The Man Who Dressed America') — the gentleman who steered Gap into every American closet, and who is now responsible for the juggernaut that is J.Crew. This afternoon in SoHo I spoke with Alex Drexler about his Dad, the merits of manufacturing offshore, his love for minute menswear details, and his collaboration with the Japanese label Omnigod, which launches tomorrow. Here goes:

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

#2613 The Facts Of Life

Jenny Albright, Ben Lawson, your mate, Katherine Lowe and Corinna Studier at the Lorde concert.

1. Mates! It's been such a long time since I did one of these bad boys, but I guess I got sidetracked with outfit posts and answering relationship questions and deejaying and everything else that I just never got round to writing a new edition of The Facts Of Life, and you know how it is when you're so close to the forest that all you can see is the trees, and you're so busy doing the day-to-day work that you can't seem to think about what's coming up tomorrow, and now I'm all out of excuses, so here we are today.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

#2612 Casually Breaking All The Rules

Shot with a disposable camera on the corner of East 5th Street and Avenue A, NYC.

I come from a country where there's no such thing as style rules. There's no only wearing black suits to weddings and funerals, or only wearing jandals/thongs/flip-flops to the beach, or only wearing rugby shorts while actively participating in the game of rugby. White jeans are almost non-existent, so the thought of only being allowed to wear them between the summer months of May and August seems a little precious. Needless to say I'm still wearing mine (from 3X1), and recently I've been pairing them with my favourite white t-shirt (courtesy of the fine gentlemen at Old Soldier), and my favourite white Chuck Taylors. I like how it brings out my tan. If Puff Daddy ever invites me to one of his famous white parties, I've got my outfit sorted. Finally, a quick note on cleaning white jeans, for the uninitiated: I fill my bathtub with cold water, pour in a heavy splash of bleach and some laundry detergent, and let them soak for about an hour, then rinse them off, hang them up, and they're good to go all over again. Easy.