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!
Hey, gidday mates! We’re in that crossover period between spring showers and summer heat right now in New York City, and the atmosphere outside feels not unlike the inside of a mouth. Not my favorite. So, lightweight raincoats are an absolute must because you never know when the skies are going to open and drench all and sundry. I say lightweight, because anything heavier will result in a similar drenching, from sweat. Ewwwwww. Jenny and I took a spin around Nolita with our mate Kat Irlin yesterday, and paired our trench coats with easy T-shirts, broken-in denim and Chuck Taylors. Fun fact: The jeans that Jenny’s wearing are my 10-year-old Ksubi Van Winkles, which I bought in Auckland in 2006, and wore every day for the next two years. No joke. They were one color when I got them, every fade you see is entirely legit. (Pity I’ve outgrown them.)Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! You know a maître d’ is doing their job exceptionally well when they become as talked about — if not more so — than the restaurant itself, and Alireza Niroomand has achieved that status. The Iranian-born, French-bred, American-import runs front of house at Soho scene Sant Ambroeus — where, in a single seating, I’ve seen Joe Jonas eating with Richard Chai, while Jenna Lyons drank coffee a few tables over — and masterminds the dining room with grace and good humor; some say he’s the most charming man in New York City. I met Alireza through Kat Irlin, and she suggested I sit down with him to talk the chess game that is his job. Like a lot of Parisians, Alireza isn’t afraid to tell it like it is, and he’d just gotten into trouble for something he’d said in another interview, so we began the conversation like this:Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Another day, another gratuitous make out series featuring me and Jenny, shot by our friend Kat Irlin (@kat_in_nyc). For this set of images, we were inspired by the 80s movies of John Hughes — Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club, et al. Think: Kids running amok after the prom in dresses with Chuck Taylors, denim jackets with ties, plus plenty of smeared lipstick. And then we got rained on. The results, below.Click to Continue!
Full disclosure: Kat Irlin is one of my favorite people that I’ve met in recent years. I like her a lot. And not just because of her talent as a photographer, her ability to see the world through a 1960s cinematic lens, or the way in which she makes me look far cooler than I really am, though those are good reasons. I like Kat because she’s a no-nonsense human who doesn’t suffer fools, who tells it like it is, who works insanely hard, and who is an inspiring friend — when I’m around her I’m forced to up my game considerably. Kat works so much that it’s difficult to pin her down for more than 15 minutes, but yesterday, after trying for months, I finally managed to get her to sit still and chat for an hour. We covered a range of topics from transitioning social media glory into real world success, her opinion on Instagram’s proposed algorithm change, and why she never keeps photos of herself up for more than three hours.Click to Continue!