My dad used to have a saying any time I complained about the price tag on some high-quality item I wanted to buy. “Buy once, cry once.” This was normally…
The best thing about British weather is that at least it gives British men something to talk about when we’re stuck in lifts with strangers on deadline weekends. But the…
I think I still know exactly where I was standing when my friend Carlos and I went shopping for the first time together. We’d been lifting weights together for roughly…
First of all, I hate myself for Latitude 2019. Not in the obvious sense; I didn’t turn up wearing brand-new white converse to a muddy field (although yes, I am…
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…
A few years ago, I went to a house party in the Cotswolds. It was one of those scenarios wherein someone I knew vaguely would send me a text along…
When I purchased my first real suit at age twenty-two, it was for the wedding of a college friend. Navy blue. Brooks Brothers. Off-the-rack, with sleeves approximately one inch too…
I’m standing in Bergdorf Goodman – the temple of Old Eastern Establishment wealth staring me straight in the face – when I witness it. A man trying on $3,000 boots.…
Somewhere, right this second, someone is frantically Googling “smart casual,” open-applications Excel spreadsheet tabs upon tabs full of pubs with bottomless Sundays hovering ominously over their browsers. Who invented smart…
The British love affair with rain isn’t going so well, is it? If by “love affair” we mean: “something that’s constantly there but you’re too frustrated by it to break…