Hey, gidday mates! I’m coming to you live from sunny Monterey, California, but the photos you’re seeing were shot last month in sunny Gulf Shores, Alabama. But since I’m out here in Cali with Jenny’s parents, it seemed appropriate to publish the second set of photos I shot with her dad, aka my future Father in-law, aka Mr Tom Albright.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’ve been addicted to city living my whole life. The bigger the city, the better time I’m having. But with this whole newfound lifestyle I’m living — getting engaged, putting down roots, redecorating my apartment, getting a dog — all of a sudden I’m loving getting out of the city and into the country at every given opportunity. This past weekend, all my friends congregated in extremely rural Pennsylvania (Amish, Menonites and all) for a mate’s wedding, and I brought along my Nautica city threads to see how nautical style would deal with a clean, green, countryside backdrop. Not a bad juxtaposition if I do say so myself. You can take the old dog out of the city, but you can’t teach him new tricks. Famous last words.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates. I was walking out of my apartment yesterday to shoot this exact outfit but with the red version of the jacket, when a delivery arrived from Baracuta with the navy, green and khaki versions. I ripped open the box, tried them all on, the navy worked best, so I figured I’d shoot it instead of showcasing the red for the umpteenth time. I’m a big fan. The fact that I now own the G9 jacket in four different colors really speaks volumes about my obsession, but as far as I’m concerned, it is the perfect casual jacket. Worn by everyone from James Dean to Steve McQueen, amazing with denim, khakis, corduroys, sneakers and leather lace-ups, the G9 is my go-to whenever I don’t feel like wearing a leather jacket or a bomber, but I still wanna finish off my outfit with something easy and cool. Obsessed.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I’ve been away from NYC for almost two weeks now, and I’m definitely starting to miss my hometown. The biggest difference for me is that in New York I have an infinite amount of small interactions with people every day — on the street, in meetings, at cafes, in the subway; but in LA I can go an entire day without talking to anybody (except Jenny) unless I specifically go out of my way to do so. What happens if I’m not interacting with people all day? I’m forced to interact with myself, and that’s when the insanity kicks in.Click to Continue!