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! I’ve been going so casual for the past few months that I thought it was about time that I went back to my schoolboy-dressing roots for a minute. So with that in mind, this was the outfit I wore when Jenny and I deejayed the William Morris Endeavor holiday party at The Bowery Hotel a couple weeks ago. I’m not messing around when I say schoolboy, and to be fair, if I pushed this outfit any further it’d probably err on the side of costume, but here and now, it’s a uniform classic: Navy chalk-stripe blazer, white button-down shirt, navy knit tie, grey pants, black Docs, done.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! If you’re in NZ or Australia or any other country that wakes up before we do here in America, Merry Christmas! If you’re not, Bah Humbug! We’ll get to you tomorrow. You might have noticed I’m obsessed shearling. Must be the New Zealander in me. I picked up this jacket from the sample rack at the Z Zegna offices a couple of years ago, and I pull it out of the closet whenever the temperatures drop below a tolerable level. The best thing — it’s so thick and warm that it works perfectly with the style-agenda I’m pushing this winter: Great jacket, white T-shirt, jeans, leather lace-ups. Harry Styles-chic, if you will. Invest in shearling (second-hand or new), and don’t ever underestimate the power of a great bomber. Try this one at home.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! I have this memory bank in my brain where I keep my favorite outfits of all time, and one of them belongs to a guy with whom I went to university, named Sam.Click to Continue!