Showing posts with label menswear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label menswear. Show all posts

Monday, December 14, 2009

Here, when I say I'm from "Jersey," they sometimes think I mean the tax haven...



When I was 15 I thought I was pretty cool cause I already knew all of all of this. I was glad that they brought up Adams of suburban NJ, because I have been thinking of my old town's Adams Shopping Center recently. Not for Adams or it's equally sad WASPy sister store Madam's, but for the cupcakes available in the bakery in this shopping center. They were buttercreme concoctions of magicalness unseen in this cupcake boom. They were decorated like cookie monster, like this one.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Fat Cats, Very good books, and Margaret Howell HQ




Our neighborhood cat just can't get enough!

When I filmed this, I had had enough to drink. Perhaps slightly more than enough at the book party in honor of Cally Blackman's 100 Years of Menswear . It was a lovely soiree at Margaret Howell HQ, which is probably the single best place on earth. Or at least in this country. But I digress. The book is so much better than most fashion books. It is a fabulous collection of images and traces changes in visual culture through menswear. Also, on a pragmatic level, you won't bust the spine on it like I did on that Richard Martin and Harold Koda
Jocks and Nerds: Men's Style in the Twentieth Century
. Quick note to Santa: I have already ordered it. Please buy me a new computer instead.
I recommend buying yourself this book:



And buying me this lovely 17 inch Mac Book Pro:

Monday, September 14, 2009

More Meat...

As you know, dear reader, I love polka dots. So I'm sure you understand I have opinions on the new Thom Brown collection. But I'm not sure what they are yet. In the mean time, a pic from my walk home from work.

Monday, January 28, 2008

half skinned gorilla ice skating! A vision in tattered tulle!

Dear reader,

So, on Saturday I was at the gym and luckily some European Ice Dancing Free Dancing Championships live from Zagreb were on the telly. Most of it was very nice, of course. But one number was so so very magical I nearly died on the elliptical trainer. Yes, the enchanting dance of the half skinned gorilla and his witch bride was exceptional. After a morning of research, I am giddy to bring you this very special presentation!