Boardwalk Empire is back with a big shotgun bang right through some gangsters back. We are talkin’ the bespoke threads of Costume Designer John Dunn and Martin Greenfield. Now in it’s Second season, the duo are bringing back TV’s best-dressed Golden Boy in new light, and we bring you the style highlights in all their glory. For more images, read on.
Just So has put together a spot for Dunhill and Jaguar commemorating the iconic XJ-13. Built to compete at Le Mans, it would feature a DOHC V-12 engineered to crush the competition. It was to be a car that could comfortably redline at 180 mph. But before it would see competition, a 1968 Le Mans regulation to even the playing field as a result of elevated costs was implemented. It banned any engine greater than3.o litres, and made the Thirteen ineligible for competition. The XJ13 Prototype was quietly rolled into the garage and was forgotten for sometime.
In 1971, a revived interest in the Thirteen materialized when Jaguar would offer its first production V12 within a Series 3 E-Type. In an attempted photo-op to capture both in each others company, the Thirteen carreened off the track due to a rear tire blowout. It would sit garaged until a private restoration took place over the next two years. (more…)
Kickin’ off your day is BBC’s ever informative primer on the perfect suit. Alistair Sooke takes you down the streets of London, and down Savile Row to have a conversation with Patrick Grant of E. Tautz. While you may feel like dismissing the following as a beginners discussion of suiting and formalware, you are guaranteed to learn a thing or two a gentleman may not have learned in the trenches of menswear.
Approved for bespoke junkies and off-the-peg addicts. Set aside reservations, hunker down, and learn a thing or two. Runtime: 60 Min.
Seeing as summer has quietly come to an end, we decided to close it with a last minute salute to an unlikely American classic. The T-shirt, while not usually finding itself at the sartorial winners podium, has a fairly young history. We won’t concern ourselves with the uncertainties of said history, such as its first recorded use, an already greatly debated question. We will however concern ourselves with its emergence as an acceptable form of casual garb not limited to the barracks.
After it’s introduction in the Spanish-American war, the T-shirt found itself exclusively used as a form of underwear for soldiers. Through trickle down it became accepted in American society as a way to keep a gentleman from sweating through those old button downs and oxfords. It wasn’t until WWII, that American GI’s on the European war front, observed both civilians and European soldiers using the t-shirt as a form of casual wear.
Jump starting your day with a needed zap in the derriere, is The Replacements timeless riff and vocal gruff off of Can’t Hardly Wait. We know music is a bit out of character for TGT, but we all can do with a listen. Like starting your day with an unforeseen third shot of espresso, this is the musical equivalent.
A few weeks ago, TGT was dispatched by UrbanDaddy’s DRIVEN to join the American Le Mans at the North Eastern home of racing, Lime Rock Park. There we spent a day with Lime Rock Driver’s Club Director, Simon Kirkby, to discuss vintage Le Mans cars and the pecularities of the track experienced behind the dashboard of a nimble BMW M3 courtesy of LRP. Secluded in the sprawling hills of Northern Connecticut, Lime Rock park functions as home of the Skip Barber Racing school and gentleman driver adrenaline-junkie’s. Head on over to UrbanDaddy’s DRIVEN for the full story.
The second installment of our denim journey by the hand of RRL Raw denim is at hand. Today we feature the same previously photographed jeans, however after 6 months of continuous wear. Crotch blow out imminent. Given that we plan on wearing these RRLs till they start falling off, we enlisted the support of NY based Denim Therapy for their reinforcement and rehabilitation. In the third installment of our denim journey, we will take a look at the work behind Denim Therapy that has brought its name into the public conscious, at least among individuals who invest serious coin in their jeans. More to come.
The Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic was in full swing Sunday on Governor’s Island. As the influx of people created a sprawling line spilling onto the streets of the FDR highway, thousands of New Yorkers gathered for the highly anticipated event. Greeting the attendees was snap happy Bill Cunningham at the entrance of the Battery Maritime Building documenting the peacockers, the dandies, the curious and the avid equestrian aficionado. Fortunately we knew exactly who we were – the equestrian enthusiast.
Opening the event was none other than the gent from the land down under, Mr. Hugh Jackman as Master of Ceremonies. After a few words by himself and the US VSP President, a stellar match between Black Watch and Team Veuve Cliquot was underway. Argentinean Polo star and face of Ralph Lauren, Señor Ignacio “Nacho” Figueras was present as team Capitan and all around ladies man barreling down the field with fancy-mallet-work atop his polo pony. Ladies swooned and the bubbly flowed freely. At half time the field was flooded with spectators to stamp down the hooved divots and grass caps. After a feuded match, the Black Watch polo team took the gold with a 6-5 victory.
Overall, the range of attire was diverse stretching from Figueras-Polo-Ad inspired style and period Gatsbyesque flare. Waist coats, saddle shoes, brogues and club collars dotted the style scene in what proved to be eclectic flore and fauna for the advanced people watcher. As for ourselves, we grew nostalgic of our horse mounted days at the Haras La Alhambra horse breeding facility and the South American equestrian culture. Granted, our experience is with Arabian and Andalusian horses, but we drew appreciation from all of our quadriped companions regardless of blood lines on Sunday. As such, we end with the appreciation of the nimble polo pony and the skilled horseman, Ignacio Figueras and his natural sense of horsemanship. More photos to follow.
Only Jack Nicholson could do any harm (or good) with a dollar in hand. A light tweed sport coat and a young Angelica Huston can get you in the swankiest of social functions, of course a prize winning grin is half the battle. And to be honest, it was a battle won before it began. Dress fresh, wear a smile and tip well. If you’re on the post recession budget constraint, be gratuitous with your compliments – Nicholson says it best:
“Just let the wardrobe do the talking.”
– Jack Nicholson (2002)
Few men knew how to stick it to the man like Boy’s Republic alum Steve McQueen. Known for his incorrigible bad boy attitude and troubled youth, Mcqueen was admitted to the California Chino Hills Boy’s Republic at age 15.
Fast forward 17 years later, he struts back in with the swagger he had the first day he set foot in the boy’s academy. With a silk pocket square, skinny silk knit tie, and white button-collar shirt in hand, he was there to visit his young alum. To that day and on, he maintained amicable rapport with the academy and provided friendship to the rowdy youngin’s. Performing regular visits and allegedly responding to every piece of mail addressed to the Bad Boy graduate himself, his run in’s with the academy were frequent and evolved into his own scholarship fund to the excelling roughneck academic.
Still breakin’ the rules, he returns to smoke a cigarette in his old dorm room while entertaining the boys and getting to know his youthful pen pals. Browse the following pictures by veteran Life Photographer John Dominis and digest where attitude and style meet at a crossroad for a full on collision of cool. And if anyone ever tells you, you can’t wear a tie with a button-collar shirt just say, “Yes, I can, I learned it at the Boy’s Republic”.
Being the denimheads that we are, we decided to try our luck on a different make of highly regarded denim. Procured from the establishment of Ralph Lauren’s RRL store, the denim at hand is a thicker more supple denim. Made in the good ole’ US of A, in comparison to its French and Japanese cohorts, the selvage denim comes unmercerized and unsanforized. This means the indigo is not painted on the cotton, and that it is not chemically treated to avoid shrinkage. The denim comes in its virgin state with its trademark racing stripe that is only visible with a turned up cuff, indicating its selvage denim DNA.