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!
Hey, gidday mates! Last week I visited my old stomping ground, Bond Street, to shoot this Abercrombie & Fitch Fall Preview (check out my previous posts with A&F one and two here). Now that the temps are dropping, I’ve been living in hoodies, and this woolen version is my new favorite layering piece — it’s amazing when I’m watching Netflix on the couch, it’s even better on a chilly Fall evening, but I like it best under a black leather jacket with black jeans (which I posted earlier this week). Special mentions go to Abercrombie’s impressive array of plaid shirts — if you can imagine it, they’ve got it — and their new denim program, which gets better with every new drop. Now all I need is a slice of pumpkin pie and I’ll be good to go for the rest of the season.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Exciting news on this chilly Autumnal Monday — my good friends Moti Ankari and Marcel Floruss (aka the bloggers behind The Metro Man and One Dapper Street), are launching their shoe line Ankari Floruss today. I was a little dubious when I first heard that they were working on a footwear collection, because from what I hear, shoes are the hardest piece of clothing to get right, but over the weekend I saw the fruits of their labor in the flesh, and I was genuinely impressed. There are seven pairs of shoes in the first collection, one for every day of the week, in two different color-ways each, spanning a tassel loafer, a derby, a wingtip, a boot, a Chelsea boot, a double monk and a sneaker. My favorite pair is the Chelsea boot in black, which I’m wearing here. It’s a steal at $295. Also, they’re throwing a party to launch the shoes tonight at Hotel Chantelle. 7pm. Jenny and I are DJing. I dare you to come crash.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Have no doubt — we are well and truly living in the age of social media. Just this morning I took part in the world’s first ever Instagram fashion show for Perry Ellis alongside 99 of my favorite bloggers and men’s style gurus. We each shot a look and posted it to our grams with the tag #100PiecesOfPerry, and just like that, a digital fashion show was born. Who knew! I was given this simple black sweater with grey elbow patches, and I paired it with a grey T-shirt and my favorite pair of grey hopsack pants. To quote the indomitable Moti Ankari, “Simplicity wins.” You can’t go wrong with the classics. Very Perry!Click to Continue!
With autumn in the air, the city has undergone a tangible shift from bright and balmy to dark and moody; perfect for romantic rendezvous on street corners and secret missions along windswept avenues. This week, under the gentle kiss of rain — and the glowing neon lights of long-forgotten watering holes — in matching trench coats and a transparent umbrella, Jenny and I ran around the streets of Noho with Kat Irlin to showcase what we’re wearing in these early days of fall. Don’t forget your partner in crime.Click to Continue!
Yo yo! Comparing a bunch of menswear bloggers to Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr is kinda like comparing your grandmother’s book club to the Cleveland Cavaliers, but… when in Rome? So yeah. On Tuesday this week, in the midst of NYFW, a bunch of us boys met up to hang and shoot. The dress code was tailored, the atmosphere was rowdy, the banter was as you’d expect: “Damn that’s a nice suit… does it come in men’s?” I thought I’d share some images from the day that was, featuring Messrs: Bobby Hicks, Denny Balmazeda, Steven Onoja, Sam White, Marcel Floruss, Ryan Styles and Moti Ankari, with photos by James Creel. For the record, I refuse to pull obscene gestures in photographs. Mum gets mad when I misbehave.Click to Continue!