Morning Style Mongers. Visited new Ami shop on Duke last week (click). Loved it. Met Alexandre Mattusi, Founder man dem. Liked his casual confident way a lot and his shop and collection were looking bang on. I reported on it, first, in my Sharpener column in The FT H.T.S.I. bout month ago (click). Then it didn’t open. How Parisian. Now it has, go there, mon ami. Honestly. Affordable, chic, unfussy, cool. Likey interior too. Big, open, bright, without being horrid and pared down. Got not proper time for this as impaled on all manner of deadline fuckery Regardless/largely because: took ‘Little Fella Off The Telly’ there the very next day and dropped a ‘bag of sand’* on him/it, there and then. Thats what you call a ‘money vote’, mon Ami.
Painted Parquet floor. A signature Ami thing, with diff’ paint in each shop.
Really digging the mannequin-less interior. It was a cafe called <forgot>, but now is re-opened up with loads of smashing, considered textures and colour. Not got time to go into it now, but will. Also liked the easy clothes style a fair old bit <did I say that already?>. This khaki cotton drill trench was dead good. Just look how the Parisian man is dropping it in London.
Alexandre Mattusi in Ami, Duke Street.
All this chatting bout Paris, cafes, trenches and stuff caused me to talk to Alexandre bout The Style Council Cafe Bleu debut album, 1983. Two British men (or four, depending how you count it) dropping it all over the place, and Paris. Loved that album on so many levels (even tho has some right pony tracks on B-side. Rapping Paul! Was that really wise?). Anyway, as said, gonna put more up later, this is a just a sketch, but one can’t stand still Monday to Monday, can one? Thats not a stance, thats a style capitulation, right? anyway, music. I’m picking this number for now, if my silly, battered soul can take it. Weller sang it too, first, but Trace laid the lyrics down on the album. Too, too much. Everybody, here’s introducing Tracey Thorn and T.S.C. (Gulps…) The Paris Match.
Obvs theres move clothes and sounds to come, right, but I’ve got people chasing me down. Probably deservedly. He’s some cursory stuff to get the mood over a bit <have added since>. When I visited next day met a crew of very warm, easy, chic staff, from Italy, Portugal, France, and even a token Brit. Like them. Is important to have right peoples.
Some Ami SS16 stuff.
Some more upbeat sounds from the album Cafe Bleu are below. Likey?
Headstart for Happiness by T.S.C from Cafe Bleu, also.
Ami interiors are by Studio KO, no relation to Karla Otto, who do the PR!
<Do we need more garms in here or do you lot get it?>
Stubbs out (in the untarnished Metropolis).
NB. Mick Talbot, off of T.S.C,, (also formerly of the Merton Parkas) went to same school as my Dad. Rutlish. South Sides.
PS. Am so, so pleased to find am now at liberty to tread the boulevard floor without fear of ever seeing the deranged, estranged fashion Ex once more. The style gods have smiled on me and deported her circumstantially to Los Angeles. Now thats what I call a headstart for happiness.
* Grand, silly.
A.M.&T.S. in Ami changing rooms.
Some more Ami SS16 stuff.
T.S.C, Paris. 1983.