Hey, gidday mates! I’m reporting to you live from Paris, having left Milan yesterday afternoon on the fashion flight with every 17 year old male model, a bunch of menswear editors, and Jenny. Now I’m sitting in the living room of my Montmartre apartment listening to Good Charlotte with Jenny and Kat Irlin of @kat_in_nyc fame, who arrived from New York at 5:00 this morning. Those two are talking too much for me to be able to concentrate properly on writing this blog post, so without further ado, here are a bunch of photos shot on our last day of shows in Milan, and which appeared in GQ, British Vogue and Vogue Paris, and WWD. Yewwwww!Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Anybody who knows me knows that I’m a stickler for certain styles. I wear what I know, and I know what I like. But recently I’ve been making an effort to branch out a bit, so when Neiman Marcus called on me to style a look from the latest spring/summer drop in store, I decided to to try something a little different in the form of athleisure.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! I love living in New York, and I do believe that attending the international fashion weeks is a privilege, not a chore, but after a solid month of shows in Milan, Paris and New York (men’s and women’s), not to mention freezing temperatures, snow, and an internal voice — heady with fashion week-induced insecurity — that tells me all sorts of unhelpful things, it was high-time to get out of the city for a quick breather with my other half.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Happy New Year!!! Back to life, back to reality. Early January is always a weird time — everyone’s still in holiday mode but obsessively trying to cling on to their resolutions; after all, 17 days is all that’s required to create a habit (I have no science to back that up, FYI). I guess I’m no exception. I worked out at Equinox in Soho with Moti Ankari on Saturday and I even found myself promising to go at least five times per week in 2016. I rate the likelihood of success at around 33.7%.Click to Continue!
Hey, gidday mates! Excuse me for coming off all Carrie Bradshaw-ish, but I love New York in September. The nights are warm, fashion week is upon us, and it reminds me of my first year here when I’d walk around the city with Jenny Albright and daydream about things to come. Some things will never change.Click to Continue!