Hey, gidday mates! If you’ve been reading this blog since day one, you’ll know that I’ve gone on a newfound health kick every year since I started, and that it usually lasts about four weeks before I get bored of running or working out or eating gluten free [or insert fad here]. But this time is different. This time it’s stuck. I’m four months into an almost daily workout regime, and I’m not just noticing the changes in my glorious physique, but I’m also seeing it in my wardrobe. Bear in mind that this is coming from a onetime hater of the athleisure movement, but if I’ve learned something over the years, it’s to never say never. NEVER. These days I spend half my life in sweat pants, tracksuits and sneakers enroute to the gym, a workout class, a flight, or just running around town wanting to feel comfortable. Enter Armani Exchange.Click to Continue!
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! It might not look like it from the cloudy skies in these photos, but you’ll have to trust me when I tell you that Spring has officially sprung in New York City.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! It’s been a while since I posted an outfit, but but but I’ve been working on all this other stuff like MUSIC that I am so excited to share the moment it’s finished. If you don’t know yet, I’m working on my first solo EP, which is gonna be made up of songs my Dad wrote, and at least one song that I wrote. So it’s fitting then (in a roundabout way), that this outfit features a sweater vest that my Dad once owned, and recently gave to me.Click to Continue!
God Save The Food is this popular restaurant in Milan that sits opposite Armani’s spaceship grey headquarters, and close to those of Zegna, Canali, and Moncler. On any given day it’s filled to the brink with the young Milanese fashion crowd, who come for the salads and fresh-squeezed juices (labeled smoothies on the menu), and who probably stay for the gossip, but I don’t speak the language so it’s hard to tell. It’s also the closest any of us out-of-towners come to healthy-ish food while we’re here for fashion week, so it’s a regular pitstop during the shows.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Long time no talk. I have a legitimate excuse: Last week was one of the busiest of my life. Jenny and I deejayed three times, hosted a dinner party, and shot a two-day wedding campaign/lookbook thing for David’s Bridal. Good times all round. So this shoot here with my mate Matthew Zorpas is kinda funny for the fact that it happened within the space of 15 minutes on Monday afternoon between a phone call with my parents and my weekly therapy session; which was immediately followed by a trip uptown to the Tiffany & Co. flagship where we deejayed the party with Vogue that night.Click to Continue!
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! Denny and I have a shared obsession with trawling through photos of our favorite style icons and attempting to recreate the outfits with clothing we already have in our wardrobes. For this one, we were inspired by the prince of teenage angst, Mr James Dean. If you’ve been following here for a while, you’ll know I did my own version of Rebel Without A Cause last year, so Denny recreated that one, and I went for the James-Dean-as-a-biker vibe. I’ve been wearing these shorter, baggier jeans a lot recently — it’s the 1950s by way of 2016.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Another day, another trip to the Flatiron. This time, I was joined by my mate Denny Balmaceda, who suggested we dress in the Mod style. When I think of Mod, I imagine English gangs in suits with turtlenecks worn underneath trench coats or fishtail parkas, riding around on little Vespas. There were no Vespas to be found at such short notice, so we had to make do with what we had, which was suits, turtlenecks, coats and each other. Tally ho.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Last week I visited my old stomping ground, Bond Street, to shoot this Abercrombie & Fitch Fall Preview (check out my previous posts with A&F one and two here). Now that the temps are dropping, I’ve been living in hoodies, and this woolen version is my new favorite layering piece — it’s amazing when I’m watching Netflix on the couch, it’s even better on a chilly Fall evening, but I like it best under a black leather jacket with black jeans (which I posted earlier this week). Special mentions go to Abercrombie’s impressive array of plaid shirts — if you can imagine it, they’ve got it — and their new denim program, which gets better with every new drop. Now all I need is a slice of pumpkin pie and I’ll be good to go for the rest of the season.Click to Continue!