Morning Style Minglers. Writing stuff about mills again this morning for the mag’, so naturally compelled to deal with every single nagging query before can persevere. Post redeliveries all booked now (swear those GPO buggers arent even trying to get the stuff to me), plums and asparagus are all very much in order in the white Alessi bowl on the kitchen table (why do asparagus spears think they have the right to be green vegetables and brittle? Is ridiculous) and now, finally I can consider this knit I bought last weekend at Present on Shoreditch High Street (click).
William Fox & Sons ‘Annual’ knit.
Its by William Fox&Sons, and same shape as other nicely cut/styled plain one I’ve bought before in cream. Most impractical and therefore rather good. New one now has sleeve stripes, see above. My young, old pal Sanyika (click) who works in Present assured me the stripes were not too young. He’s however younger/preppier/in better shape/blacker than me, so defo works on him. I wonder if this this knit is correct for a 43 year old ginger fella though? Trick, no? Regardles, thank God that’s shared with the group. Can get on now. Nearly. Present is a great shop btw. Run by Eddie Prendergast and Steve Davies and with loads of mens retail luminaries both on the shelves/rails and manning the floor/tills its always worth a visit. Bought an Andersons plaited belt (click). Also a brass life-belt key ring too (click). Dont know why. That happens in there. The telescopes had sold out. Typical. Here’s Joni singing about kingpins, not key-rings.
PS. Might do ya Tina/Herbie’s versh later in weekend in things go well with copy.
Morning Style Merchants. More lovely light, different location. Flanneuring met work head on for brief spot of lunch yesterday with one of British menswear’s most eminent style mongers, Mr.Jeremy Hackett. Parked the Aero in Berkley Square and used as temporary mobile lock-up while flanneuring/’styling’ around it all over Mayfair/Soho. So filled with stylistic bounty for a client was rather relieved could keep an eye on the ride from where Jeremy and I were plotted. Nice location, non (click)?
Mr.Hackett was equally filled with fascinating menswear stories and stylistic angles. Bloody knew he would be. Shant bang on now, but one thread of banter took us back to when he worked for John Michaels menswear on The Kings Road. Purveying quintissentially Seventies fashionable flash by the sound of it, Michael the man himself sounded double interesting also. Taught Jeremy a couple of moves on branding he said. There is little about him on the web, only this suit on the V&A web site (click).
John Michael suit in V&A.
The blokes still alive, so think might investigate the John Michael story as a bit of an angle. Jeremy’s off to be Hackett’s ambassador all over the East and Middle East for a couple of weeks. Hackett’s polo in Dubai, shop openings in China, I think he said China. Will check. He could teach us a thing or two about international operating, right down to how he handles his business card while in the field. Jezza does such a splendid job of channelling effortless, classic Brit-verve all over the world. Faultness panache. I better go steady, as I got carded for use of word dapper. He said it was rather golf club. Ouch. I’ll take it on board J.H., but one does rather run out of adjectives at times. Know what one means?
Morning Style Seekers. Am seeking the dawn in Dungeoness today with the old firm and the singing client. Getting so into the outdoor style scene at mo, will almost bemoan the Spring when it arrives. Almost. CP Company down padded cincher, Tods Gommini boots (with the Nan fur), DAKS scarfs.. it’s all just too old school casual to not love.
Big Dave G, (and its not Gandy) will be largely wearing AW14 Crombie. Great black Great Coat. I mean really great. Some trenches. Other stuff. It’s a strong look brothers. A strong one. Will snaffle you an image or two.
Stubbs is bang out of The Metropolis.
PS. Not a berserk Manics fan, but do love this one. Its been in zi head since Sunday. Now its in yours.
Morning Style Releventists. Remember my period-slander provoking seersucker-reflex suit order last week? No. Well never mind, but it raises interesting point about Post Modernist/Retro styles of dressing, no? The fact being we’re all referencing the past, but to different degrees. Its all about the mix of past elements. I wish those referencing the future good luck, and please can I see how you’re getting on at your earliest convenience?
One of Thom Sweeney’s new MrPorter images.
I like a bit of retro me. Simply can’t help it. The Seventies is doing it for me in many nuances for sartorial looks. Maybe creeping into 1981 at times with casual/car dealer looks for the weekend. Its style histories one is nodding to either consciously or unconsciously, and the same goes for the view. Thom Sweeney are far from overtly retro, but they accent things just right, with the right elements of now, with a touch from the past. The clipped cut to the body and the sleeves feel almost Sixties, but the lapels are bigger. The length is more current. How could they not be using a melange of moves, after all?
Gonna think about this, but your input, Merchants of Style, might be very interesting. Till later: Brand new? You’re retro, as Tricky once poignantly whispered. Take it Trick’, you weird bugger.
Morning Style Sectarianists. Probably not exactly a PC handle, but to hell with it, I’m feeling like made style guy today, despite not being able to stand up properly. How tings a g’wan? A signifcant week in style went down for me. Went in for a big lunch, went well, then my back went out.
Caine in Hayward in The Italian Job.
Over training, old age and endomorph addiction combine to remind a man how grateful one should be to walk, never mind run/do Swiss ball sit-ups with a 10k weight in ones remaining tooth, right? Regardless, you seen my FT How To Spend It cover for the Italian issue this weekend (click) one wonders? La sua doppia buona.
How To Spend It The Italian Issue, out now, moda fratelli.
The cover has Luca Rubinacci (click) in full Neapolitan form, against the wall, as The Sharpener is all about a sartorial map of Italy, plus some choice Italian accessories/kit, but you should really buy the issue as it goes. Bet Luca thinks its correct how mag title matches his tie and strap line his trousers. Am doppio pleased with The Sharpener’s (click) layout, there’s far more to it than just dear Luca simply leaking Sprezzatura, Roger? The Italian issue is very good, regardless. So, anyway, got offered a new role this week. Thrilled, flattered and entering new territories. Kindly stand back while I stand up and tell you how its gonna be in menswear, once I’ve got this back issue sorted. Channeling more non-mobility allowance than sprezzatura am afraid. Swimming is the only solution today. Excuse my sounding buoyant, but its been an ‘up’ week for me. They do happen. Right Maria? All that exercise Lord, why do you reward me thus*?