Hey, gidday mates! So this past weekend I went to Coachella with my mates from Ray-Ban. If you’ve never been, it’s like hanging out at the biggest camping ground ever with about 100,000 incredibly good looking people, with eight incredible performances going on simultaneously from the world’s most famous musicians every 30-45 minutes. Insanity! Plus it’s in the middle of the desert and it gets extremely hot and bright, so sunglasses are essential. Hello, Ray-Ban. Highlight moments included Lorde’s performance, seeing Joy Division do Bizarre Love Triangle IRL, and sitting in a giant field all alone contemplating my existence (aka crying) while watching Bon Iver. So many memories! Photos/outfits, below.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! It might not look like it from the cloudy skies in these photos, but you’ll have to trust me when I tell you that Spring has officially sprung in New York City.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’m on this quest to collect as much streetwear as possible right now. It’s a hobby I haven’t indulged in since my university days (over 10 years ago!!!) when I used to scour eBay for all the Nike Vandals and throwback basketball jerseys I could find, and wear them with the skinniest jeans imaginable. It was a look. This time round I’m toning it down. A bit. This yellow Stussy hoodie is my latest acquisition, and I love it under a beautiful piece of outerwear like my trusty Zegna coat, and some tailored pants like these wide-wale cords by Gant Rugger, all finished off with these heavy-soled Dries Van Noten derbies. I guess it’s like an adult take on a teenage style. Which is fitting, because I’m kinda like an adult version of a teenager.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! It’s been a while since I posted an outfit, but but but I’ve been working on all this other stuff like MUSIC that I am so excited to share the moment it’s finished. If you don’t know yet, I’m working on my first solo EP, which is gonna be made up of songs my Dad wrote, and at least one song that I wrote. So it’s fitting then (in a roundabout way), that this outfit features a sweater vest that my Dad once owned, and recently gave to me.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Long time no talk. I have a legitimate excuse: Last week was one of the busiest of my life. Jenny and I deejayed three times, hosted a dinner party, and shot a two-day wedding campaign/lookbook thing for David’s Bridal. Good times all round. So this shoot here with my mate Matthew Zorpas is kinda funny for the fact that it happened within the space of 15 minutes on Monday afternoon between a phone call with my parents and my weekly therapy session; which was immediately followed by a trip uptown to the Tiffany & Co. flagship where we deejayed the party with Vogue that night.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’m coming to you live from sunny Monterey, California, but the photos you’re seeing were shot last month in sunny Gulf Shores, Alabama. But since I’m out here in Cali with Jenny’s parents, it seemed appropriate to publish the second set of photos I shot with her dad, aka my future Father in-law, aka Mr Tom Albright.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! What a week it’s been. I don’t normally talk politics here, but how can you not at a time like this? Coming from New Zealand, it’s hard to understand the American system with its lack of diversity, its lack of universal healthcare, its lobbyists, its insanely high rate of military funding, and its second amendment. And that’s not even mentioning the general consensus that, ‘It is what it is, and it’s not going to change.’ I strongly believe that one thing this campaign has shown us is that racism and prejudice are alive and well and living in America, and that misguided fear directed in a cunning way is an incredibly powerful weapon. Don’t understand these people? Hatred is the answer! The system is broken.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Denny and I have a shared obsession with trawling through photos of our favorite style icons and attempting to recreate the outfits with clothing we already have in our wardrobes. For this one, we were inspired by the prince of teenage angst, Mr James Dean. If you’ve been following here for a while, you’ll know I did my own version of Rebel Without A Cause last year, so Denny recreated that one, and I went for the James-Dean-as-a-biker vibe. I’ve been wearing these shorter, baggier jeans a lot recently — it’s the 1950s by way of 2016.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Another day, another trip to the Flatiron. This time, I was joined by my mate Denny Balmaceda, who suggested we dress in the Mod style. When I think of Mod, I imagine English gangs in suits with turtlenecks worn underneath trench coats or fishtail parkas, riding around on little Vespas. There were no Vespas to be found at such short notice, so we had to make do with what we had, which was suits, turtlenecks, coats and each other. Tally ho.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I know that mothers-in-law get all the attention*, but as anyone who’s ever attempted to win a young lady’s heart can attest, the relationship between a dude and his potential father in-law can be far more tenuous. I’d met Jenny’s dad all of two times before I asked for his consent, and I don’t know who the conversation was scarier for — me or him. Luckily we got through it with some nervous laughter and a lot of intense staring at meat on the barbecue, and now it’s plain sailing. So with that in mind, you’re going to read the next sentence as me trying to kiss up to Mr Tom Albright, but the first time I met him I thought to myself, “That man looks like the kind of guy who’d play an American president or a CIA general in an international espionage movie.”Click to Continue!