Hey, gidday mates! Retail stores have been pushing spring/summer clothing since mid-January, which makes all the sense, because who doesn’t wanna start buying lightweight layers when it’s snowing outside? But this week spring arrived, and you can see it straight away — dogs are humping legs, teenagers are running around grabbing butts, and some eager beavers are trying it in T-shirts and tank tops. Too soon for all that if you ask me, but now is a good time to start having a think about what to wear for spring. This outfit is about as seasonally cliche as they come — it’s practically the Love Boat uniform — but I’ve been wearing black all winter, so it’s a welcome change. NB though: The loosely worn DB jacket, the untucked tee and the lived-in (aka: dirty) jeans. Anything too crisp with a combo like this and it get a little too exciting and new.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I love living in New York, and I do believe that attending the international fashion weeks is a privilege, not a chore, but after a solid month of shows in Milan, Paris and New York (men’s and women’s), not to mention freezing temperatures, snow, and an internal voice — heady with fashion week-induced insecurity — that tells me all sorts of unhelpful things, it was high-time to get out of the city for a quick breather with my other half.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Happy Friday. It’s been a pretty slow week for me, mainly spent adjusting to the NYC timezone and remembering how to walk on snowy sidewalks, but as always, it feels good to be home. Okay, so: It’s customary to bring back a souvenir or trinket of some description on your travels, and I’m no exception. My haul includes teapots from Turkey, posters from Singapore, and vintage trunks from Californian flea markets, and now this Maison Kitsune sweater from Paris. I saw it in the brand’s lookbook almost a year ago, fell in love with its kitsch 1970s Swedish ski aesthetic, thought, “I have to have that sweater,” then completely forgot about it till I saw it in the store in Paris at 50% off. It was meant to be. Forget postcards from Paris, the best souvenirs come in sweater form.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Like I mentioned yesterday, on Saturday night I had dinner with Cameron Dallas. I should say THE Cameron Dallas, because the crowd that showed up for the kid at the Calvin Klein show yesterday was rivaled only by crowds I’ve seen for Lucky Blue Smith, Justin Bieber and Will Smith. I’m talking girls in their hundreds, screaming, chanting, crying, the real deal. And proving my age, I didn’t even know who he was. (If you’re old like me, he’s a Youtube star and social media sensation.) Full disclosure, I shook his hand but didn’t talk to him because we were seated at opposite ends of the table, but he did show everyone a Youtube video of a bunch of young dudes eating hair cake, so that happened.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Happy New Year!!! Back to life, back to reality. Early January is always a weird time — everyone’s still in holiday mode but obsessively trying to cling on to their resolutions; after all, 17 days is all that’s required to create a habit (I have no science to back that up, FYI). I guess I’m no exception. I worked out at Equinox in Soho with Moti Ankari on Saturday and I even found myself promising to go at least five times per week in 2016. I rate the likelihood of success at around 33.7%.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! We’re in the midst of an unprecedented winter right now. This time last year, the year before, and the year before that, I was refusing to leave the house without a long-sleeve thermal shirt under a t-shirt under a button-down under a woolen sweater under a lightweight jacket under an overcoat. No joke. Today, on December 16, when it would typically be snowing, it’s warm enough to grab a coffee in a crewneck sweatshirt with a short jacket thrown on top. Crazy.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! This post was brought to you by the colors black and white. As you might have noticed over the past few weeks, I’ve been adopting the styling techniques of guys like Harry Styles and Eugene Tong — great coat, t-shirt, jeans, done. Simplicity at its best. The coat is by a label named Plac, it’s a melange boucle wool (the kind of fabric classic Chanel jackets are made from), it has quilting on the inside to keep you warm — meaning that for now a t-shirt is sufficient underneath — and I’m obsessed.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! As you’ll see here, I love three things: Jenny Albright, making out in the rain, and shooting with Kat Irlin aka @kat_in_nyc. Not necessarily in that order, but I also love trench coats, running around the West Village, and the fact that it’s December and the chill still hasn’t hit. I don’t really know what else to say about that, but I’m feeling very happy with my lot right now. Hope you are too. Long may it continue.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! The other day I was scrolling through my buddy Justin Livingston’s feed when I came across a photo of him wearing the perfect tobacco suede moto jacket. It’s funny, if you go back a couple of years on my blog, I would’ve said that the ideal men’s uniform consisted of khaki pants and raw denim jeans and pale blue and white oxford shirts with a blue blazer thrown in for good measure — you know, the building blocks. These days, I’m all about individual standout pieces that you can wear every day of the week, and that get better with age.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’m coming to you live from 30,000 feet above America; I’m currently on the flight from NYC to LA, Jenny’s sitting next to me, I’m enjoying free wifi courtesy of JetBlue (this is not a paid endorsement), and life is good! I’m not entirely sure what the plan is for the next couple of weeks in LA, but I’m going to be running around meeting as many people as possible, DJing a couple of parties, shooting a ton, and blogging as per usual.Click to Continue!