Before I left New Zealand back in 2011 (and for probably about two years prior), I had a very specific mode of dressing that bordered on obsessive compulsive.Click to Continue!
Hello friends! For the past few years I’ve been one of those complete cliches of a human being who rejects everything about their home country. I can’t even begin to count the amount of times I’ve complained about New Zealand or New Zealanders or how isolated it is here or the tall poppy syndrome or the lack of fun things to do, or this, that, and the other thing. But home is where the heart is, and after a year of being gone (the longest time I’ve ever spent away from Auckland), I flew back in and realised how incredibly lucky I am to come from this godforsaken country.Click to Continue!
I was just asked a question over on my Tumblr about how staff can be rude/intimidating at fashion retail stores, and seeing as it’s something that we all have to deal with on a regular basis, I thought I’d try to figure it out. When I was a lot younger and I’d just moved to Auckland, I used to browse the high end stores a lot: Zambesi, Fabric, Wunderkammer and Little Brother were my regulars. I very rarely (if ever) bought anything due to my extreme lack of funds, and more often than not, I’d get so nervous walking through the door that I’d break out in a cold sweat. With every glance or comment or half smile I could literally see the retail staff judging my clothes and mentally assessing the contents of my bank account.Click to Continue!
I turned 27 on Friday last week, and to celebrate the occasion, I did something I very rarely do: went shopping. It had been a while since I’d set foot in Fabric on High Street, and the selection of goods was excellent – Margaret Howell cotton double breasted blazers, Simon Miller jeans, Isabel Marant for the ladies, Engineered Garments for the boys, and Mark McNairy New Amsterdam shoes for me. I’ve been obsessed with McNairys ever since Lawrence posted these Loden Green Suede Longwings on his online store in a size range that precluded purchases from smaller-footed gentlemen like myself.Click to Continue!
Photo: Fabric They say you can tell a lot about a man by the shoes he wears. I rotate exclusively between Chucks and Authentics. Analyse that. Probably the most prominent reason for my choice of footwear (besides my affection for the aforementioned) is that I never find anything I like better. It’s a rare day when a pair of shoes actually appeals. So I was particularly excited when I saw the honey brown SeaVees Chukka Boots (pictured above) at Fabric in the weekend. So excited, in fact, that I immediately requested to try them on. I have small feet, butClick to Continue!