British Wedding Guest Style: Decoding What ‘Lounge Suit’ Actually Means
Last month I received my first wedding invitation of the year. The dress code: lounge suit. It’s fair to say that my American colleague watched me interrogate our dress code…
Last month I received my first wedding invitation of the year. The dress code: lounge suit. It’s fair to say that my American colleague watched me interrogate our dress code…
When Jackson was about four and Sophie was still toddler-aged (read: destroying everything daddy owns), I experienced what Lauren likes to refer to as my Great British Countryside Fantasy. I…
I accidentally ran into one of menswear’s biggest influencers outside of a petrol station in Philly at 6:30 AM on a Sunday morning. He was wearing basketball shorts, an off-brand…
Last month I experienced the peak of British style psychology dining at a restaurant for my friend’s birthday. Tom – publisher in his mid-thirties who actually cares about clothes but…
Back in August last year I attempted what my friends have since christened “The Costume Change Catastrophe”. I’d been enjoying a thoroughly wonderful day at All Points East festival in…
I was at a Target in suburban New Jersey last Tuesday at 8: 17 AM looking for a navy button-down shirt I learned was secretly coveted by men’s style insiders.…
When I first visited Edinburgh I made the mistake of packing as though I were still living in Manchester. It was mid-October: light jacket, standard denim, a pair of those…
I love British menswear. I love how much it differs when you leave London. Er, no wait – fuck that. I love how much British menswear differs when you leave…
There is something unique about British optimism. We persist stubbornly against hope with delusions of sunnier days. You can see it best when we BBQ in the UK. The lawns…
The saddest place to shop for clothes isn’t Avenue Z midnight drunkwear or Costco’s camo activewear section. It’s the men’s workwear department of your local department store. Those ugly lighting…