Hey, gidday mates! Ironically, I’m writing this post on the day that warmth and happiness have both left the city, leaving us in a frigid pit of fog and rain and despair, but last week when I shot these images the heat was here with full force and it left me no options but to get the legs out. For the record, I am not somebody who enjoys wearing shorts, but sometimes part of being an adult is doing these we don’t like because it’s the right thing to do. So here we are. For the occasion I wore my favourite cut-off grey crewneck sweatshirt with a white T-shirt poking through because every man should feel like Rocky at least once in his life. Amirite or amirite?Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! New York Fashion Week is upon us, so I thought I’d bring this post to you live from the spot in Manhattan I associate most closely with fashion — the intersection on the corner of Houston and Lafayette Streets, where the biggest billboard in the city sits opposite the most oddly placed BP station in the world. Lara Stone is currently straddling Justin Bieber in the name of Calvin Klein on that billboard, so here’s me keeping things classy — and unphotoshopped — in Missoni. (Well, unphotoshopped at least.)Click to Continue!
Like I mentioned last month, Harriet Were designed me a sweater, and it just arrived in New York City. Coincidentally, this was actually my 30th birthday present from my beloved sister Rebeccah, and it’s her birthday today in New Zealand, so as a special gift to mon soeur, here’s a picture of me in my new jumper. Happy Birthday, Rebeccah!!! Is that a fair exchange? Hard to say. But let’s go with it!Click to Continue!
Did you know that when I first started this blog I was so obsessed with dressing like a schoolboy that I used to go to uniform stores in Auckland and buy actual school uniform sweaters and pants and socks in that perfect shade of charcoal grey? True story. So I guess you could say that if I’ve had any stylistic evolution over the past six years, it’s been from student to student teacher… And I guess we could count the 50 shades of grey in my hair as a kind of personal evolution.Click to Continue!
Remember that time I was creative director of Little Brother and I designed two seasons of clothing but only one got produced? Well this shirt was one of the samples that didn’t make the cut, and it’s been sitting in my closet unworn for about 18 months now.Click to Continue!