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! I’m writing to you live from 30,000 feet above ground — Jenny and I are en route to Greece (Santorini, Poros and Athens) — so next time you hear from me, expect to see white buildings with blue domes and plenty of ocean meeting the horizon. But first… On Friday we caught a car out east to The Hamptons with the team from Ray-Ban and a ton of bloggers, and spent the weekend running around from pool to beach to restaurant to club to way-the-hell-out-in-the-middle-of-the-sea for fly-boarding. Needless to say, it was good times. Our only requirement: Remix seven pairs of Ray-Ban sunglasses. Check out ours!Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! We’re three days into New York Fashion Week: Men’s, and it’s been a doozy. Yesterday was our busiest day by far — we got up early to hit the Coach presentation, ran over to Gucci to view the new collection, went home to eat, cabbed back to the fashion week venue to takeover Nautica’s snapchat for their show, went from there to the Mr Porter Block Party, which we were co-hosting, did an outfit change to head over to the Tommy Hilfiger presentation, made a quick stop off at Moti Ankari’s eyewear party at Hotel Americano, then back to the Mr Porter Block Party, followed by dinner and home.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates. Happy Monday. I must admit that when I wore this outfit in Nicaragua last week a certain best friend of mine (Jenny Albright) told me to go back to my room and change, because, “I don’t even know you anymore,” but sometimes you’ve just gotta stick to your guns because you feel like dressing like an 80s rich kid who’s mismanaged his trust fund and been sent away to a jungle hut by his parents to think about his actions. If that’s what you’re going for, a front-tucked linen popover with a pair of stonewash jeans is just the ticket. Amirite or amirite?Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates. Hot diggity dog did it get cold last weekend. I’m talking like four degrees Celsius (39 degrees Fahrenheit) with wind chill that made it feel way below zero. To compensate, I threw on this outfit and made the same joke to my long-suffering friends all day long about how I was rocking an Advanced Layering look. Simple pleasures for simple minds (mine, not theirs).Click to Continue!