Fashion extraordinaire and all-round legend Karl Lagerfeld recently told the press that “an H&M dress and a Chanel dress can look the same in a small photo, but not in real life” and explained that he isn’t ready to take the Chanel label online. However, Opening Ceremony (the great albeit not couture label) have just opened their website and online shop.
Sri Lanka, famous exporter of tea, coffee, coconuts, rubber (thanks Wikipedia) and now top quality shirts to your door. Tuk is a small venture from the sunny shores of Sri Lanka producing high quality check and floral print shirts, sourcing unique and high quality Sri Lankan fabrics and using ethical and local tailoring Tuk ensures the quality of their shirts. Fabric is bought in small quantities and each design is made in small runs meaning you’re unlikely to be walking down Oxford Street and see some other chump wear your threads (the Top Shop effect). All the designs are bright and colourful and the cut of the shirts slim making them perfect mod/indie boy staples. All the shirts come in at £55 with no extra for shipping- which is more than reasonable for a one off shirt.
Jack Wills is a label synonymous with public school brats and pink polo-shirts with faux-Rugby Club logos. However, beneath what appears to be a rather empty and shallow brand image, every now and then Jack Wills releases a couple of items that can be put together to form fashion-friendly looks. I, myself, have a skinny scarf that is a perfect blend of stripey knit and dove grey silk- it never fails to improve an otherwise boring look.
In time for the Christmas period, the high-street chain has released their ‘Classic British Tailoring’ collection featuring gems such as the Lewington Tails and Oakington jacket.
Continue reading for full product details, links and more information about the collection!
The massive queue, deep in denim conversation.
As we arrived to Neal Street this morning the queue outside the Diesel shop snaked around Earlham Street and almost spilled out onto Seven Dials.
The fuss was for Diesel’s Dirty Thirty limited edition jeans, created to celebrate thirty years of diesel, modelled by Daisy Lowe and retailing for just £30 you can see why so many people turned up for the one-day only sale.
I’m currently down in London, lapping up the (dubious) sunshine and attempting to dress in a way befitting of the cramped, and quite frankly grumpy, tube passengers. Turns out their not too pleased about being next to someone wearing a blazer with Margiela-esque shoulderpads. Basically, the heat is ridiculous and so yesterday I wondered into Convent Garden and bought some vintage sunglasses at Rokit.
Now, I’m not really a jewellery kind of guy and apart from my vintage Omega watch and ragged friendship bracelets I really don’t indulge in the decoration of my exterior.
This week I happen to be in the rather happening city of Mumbai. This former Bombay is, according to US Vogue, the new “It-City” but after landing yesterday I must admit that the gruelling heat wave soon quashed my hopes of glamour and a jet-set style wardrobe. In my stone grey Topman shorts, white belt, Karate Kid t-shirt and flip-flops I realised I was missing something and as soon as I stepped into the light of Indian sun I realised that what I needed was a hat.
I happened through a series of make-believe fashion-related and totally cool occurrences to be watching Britain’s Got Talent the other night and as a result I was witness to the horror of Hoop La La. No, this is not some Christian cult or Paganistic ritual it is the work of Jessie, Craig and Tina; a group of students hoping to make it big with their hula-hoop act.
After watching I was inspired to right a piece on vintage clothing and while unexpectedly drawn from the image of a Scot in hot-pants, there is greater reasoning after the jump.
My favourite shop in Manchester is tucked away in the city’s Northern Quarter and is guarded by a fat little boxer dog on a Fake London bed. It’s called Oipolloi and is the perfect store for the stylish Mancunian male.