Friday, June 29, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
|My favourite piece of the menswear season to date, illustrated by Richard Haines for T.|
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
|Aiden Andrews in Prada S/S 2013. Photo: The Fashionisto|
I wouldn't say I'm disappointed with the season thus far, but my reaction to the shows has surprised me a little bit. It's all relative. Because I've been so focussed on wearable menswear (as opposed to high fashion menswear) for the past six months, anything that extends beyond the bounds of what the average well-dressed guy could conceivably throw on and pull off is suddenly ludicrous to me. So on the first day, I was looking at Burberry with its metallic shirting or Jil Sander with its sleeveless three quarter length coats and shaking my head. But the more I see, the easier it is to understand the direction things are heading.
Monday, June 25, 2012
|Photos: Tommy Ton for GQ|
Friday, June 22, 2012
|Photos: Rose Callahan|
Thursday, June 21, 2012
|Photos: Noah Emrich of NOVH fame|
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
|An exceptional navy blue polka dot short sleeve shirt, by Engineered Garments.|
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
|Corinna Studier for GQ's Like The Boys – styled by me, shot by Justin Chung.|
Hi! Good question. I hope by high tops you mean navy blue high top Chuck Taylors, and then you're speaking my language, but maybe you're talking about white Chucks or Desert Boots or Air Huaraches or something and that'd be fresh too. (One caveat: Steer away from anything too chunky or tall or you'll end up looking like Kevin Federline.) When you're a girl wearing jeans and high tops, it's pretty simple: Do as Corinna does in the photograph above – roll a pair of boyish jeans up over the shoes so there's a tiny bit of skin showing in between, or, if your jeans are skinny and not too long, you probably only need to turn them up once to get a similar effect. (Do not, under any circumstances, tuck your pants into your shoes. It's a surefire way to make yourself look like an Ugg Boot-wearing reality TV star from LA.)
Monday, June 18, 2012
It was an eventful week – Tom Bull flew into town for 48 hours after a campaign shoot in Australia to shoot the second installment of The Tom & Isaac Show for Park & Bond (he flew out to Milan for the menswear shows this afternoon); Jack Tame made the trek down to Williamsburg from SpaHa (Spanish Harlem) all of three times; and I made a new mate in the form of Nemo Brown the dog (and I don't even like dogs). Add to all that the fact that my heels got so nailed by a pair of leather shoes worn on Friday that I now can't walk without blood literally spraying off the back of my feet; we went ten pin bowling last night and I won for the first time in my 28 years; and Noah Emrich and I shot our next What's in Store for the Times. I'm just about ready to call it a week. Here are a few photos my roommate Lubo Golic took over the past few days. Let's hope the week to come is equally fruitful. Happy Monday, everybody!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
|Photo: Lubo Golic|
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012
|Once upon a time in Paris. Photo: Katherine Lowe|
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
|Magdalena Frackowiak backstage at Christian Dior Haute Couture, June 2009.|
I remember my first Couture Week like it was yesterday... I bolted all over the city with photographer Steve Wood and spent the trip sneaking into shows, running amok backstage, holding remote lights, attempting to chat up supermodels and generally making a nuisance of myself everywhere I went. It was the most fun fashion week experience I've ever had. Highlights include getting backstage at Chanel and snapping photographs of Karl Lagerfeld, meeting Natasha Poly, Sasha Pivovarova and Jean Paul Gaultier backstage at his show, and pulling off the unthinkable at Christian Dior – first up, getting in (security is tighter than US border control), second, taking the above photograph of Magdalena Frackowiak with my Blackberry.
Monday, June 11, 2012
In lieu of an actual list today, I decided to shoot Ashika Pratt in a couple of boys' short sleeve shirts I had lying around the house, for the simple reason that they're what I like the most right now, and she looks so good in them. The first and second are striped shirts from TopMan and the last is a polka dot version I bought from All Saints that is far too small for me (she gets to keep that one). The moral of the story is simple: Everybody should wear short sleeve shirts this summer. Everybody! I am officially obsessed.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
“There’s a moment in life when you can’t recover anymore from another break up. And even if this person bugs you 60% of the time, you still can’t live without them. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well, you love his sneezes more than anybody else’s kisses.”
Probably the most romantic thing I've ever heard. Watch 2 Days in Paris. It might just change your life. Also, Japanese movie posters are way better than ours.
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Thursday, June 7, 2012
Three things happened in the past three weeks: My love affair with menswear was rekindled, I got a new bike, and my Mum sent me an article about narcissism that she cut out of The Listener – New Zealand's answer to Time Magazine. With the clothing obsession came an unbridled attempt to drain the contents of my bank account, and with the bike came a cheap new way to travel around the city – thus equilibrium was restored. The article threw me a little. It would seem that this new-found obsession with self isn't doing any of us any favours – we post innumerable photographs of ourselves on Facebook, we write lengthy, rambling posts about ourselves on our blogs, and many of us apparently hold ourselves in quite high regard. But quelle horreur, none of these exemplary societal developments appear to have had any impact whatsoever on our work ethics or our levels of success.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
1. I recently started reading Bob Dylan's autobiography Chronicles and the thing that separated him from the masses is the fact that he spent every waking moment tirelessly pursuing his dream. He performed for free, for tips, for empty rooms, for drunken buffoons, and for anybody who'd listen before finally catching a break in the form of a management contract. As far as I can tell, the moral of that story is to have extreme tunnel vision. Focus on one thing and perfect it before moving onto anything else. Being a jack of all trades is overrated. Master one.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
|Tony Curtis in a good shirt and tie. Photo: GQ|
I'm a firm believer in cutting all contact with the ex in question – delete them on Facebook, stop hanging out with their friends, don't go to places where you know they'll be, never, ever drunk dial them; but most importantly, try not to spend all your waking hours dwelling on them. Self-preservation is key. Nobody else is going to look out for you, you have to look out for yourself. Focus on the positives in life – forget how happy your ex seems to be or how they've gotten straight into another relationship or how they didn't have to deal with any consequences for being such a jerk. Throw yourself into your work, exercise, friendships etc. Volunteer at the City Mission. Do whatever you can to take your mind off the break up. And for God's sakes, don't let it be the only thing you ever talk about with your friends. They'll end up wanting to break up with you too. Best of luck.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
|Photos: Noah Emrich of NOVH fame|