The British Bank Holiday Weekend Capsule Wardrobe
Packing for a British bank holiday weekend requires skills few people are born with and most of us have to learn through years of trial and error. Of reading the…
What British Football Managers Can Teach Us About Style
I may be endangering my menswear journalist credentials with this confession, but I’ll admit it: sometimes, I pay more attention to the touchline than the pitch. Don’t get me wrong…
How I Learned to Look Like I Have My Life Together in 5 Minutes (Even Though I Don’t)
Last Tuesday morning, I was getting dressed in my kitchen at 7: 47 am when I spilled coffee in my freshly laundered (otherwise-clean) basket of clothing all over myself. Specifically,…
What British Men Wear to Weddings Now vs What the Etiquette Books Say
The invite had said “formal attire”, but I still found myself locked in combat with my friend Danny in the car park of the wedding venue twenty minutes before we…
Beyond the Barbour: British Country Style Without Looking Like You’re Off to Shoot Grouse
Picture my friend Charlie strutting into a casual lunch at a pub in Chorlton with an accompanying tweed cap, a tattersall shirt, plus fours and sock garters which look like…
My Yankees Cap Has Seen More of the World Than Most People I Know
I’ve got a Yankees cap on my dresser as we speak that has earned its citizenship. It’s been with me longer than some relationships I’ve been in, and I’m willing…
The Perfect British ‘Pub Lunch with the In-Laws’ Outfit
On my first visit to meet my ex-girlfriend’s parents I made the mistake of wearing a suit. A charcoal three-piece suit that I had recently purchased for office functions where…
Why British Garden Parties Made Me Rethink My Entire Minimalist Wardrobe Strategy
I’ll be honest – it was mother nature’s mocking of me last summer that finally pushed me over the edge and changed how I thought about dressing with extreme minimalism.…
Why I’m Finally Ready to Move Beyond My Technical Hoodie Collection (And What’s Coming Next)
I was sitting at a cafe in Northwest Portland enjoying my third americano last Saturday when I had my revelation. It was midday on a sunny weekend, so of course…
Why That Guy from Portland Looks So Different from the One in Charleston (And It’s Not Just the Weather)
There’s a moment that sticks with me from the first time I travelled to Charleston, SC eight years ago. Mid-July, mid-humidity – I was miserable wearing a cotton polo. And…