Category Archives: My Style Advice
My Filson Small Duffel with “Guaranteed Warranty” Registry Tags In preparation for last October’s weekend excursion, I bought my first
I had a few inquires about my own clothing collection, specifically how I take care of my garments. As such
Always keeping an eye for the details One of the most headache-inducing themes that I see from clansmen who are
As I have stumbled upon developing my own Tolkien-esque epic universe with this blog, which started with a big bang four
We owe an awesome deal of our heritage to those fogey old farts across the puddle. Afterall, the United Kingdom
Taking the old and making it young You already know I write for you, an audience of like-minded peers who
Old Fashioned renewed. Ah yes, those weird looking shoes that your retired investment banker Uncle Bobby wears to cocktail hour
A longtime reader recently emailed me asking for advice on an ensemble for an upcoming holiday get-together of close friends
Almost three years ago, I wrote my first style advice article for a budding personal blog where I can share
“Let me show you a few things…” Good ol’ JT! Leave it to him to make the perfect freshly showered
Inevitable dick pic hinting at my manliness. As explained in Part III of The Guide to Dressing Well, I advise
Clockwise from top right: 1) American Optical Original Pilots with Bayonet Temples and Polarized Lens. These are the sunglasses that
“Politicians are always taking off their jackets and rolling up their sleeves and pretending to help build a house somewhere.
I attended a few semi-to-formal events this past semester (which was my toughest yet, sorry for the hiatus.) Knowing what
Depending on where you live in the lower 48 (or perhaps most of the year in the 49th), chilly weather
The fogey gentlemen across the pond gave us Yankees a lot to be thankful for in our style. Anything trad
You rarely ever think about it, but the styling of your backpack is as noticeable as your choice of shoes.
Today’s high reached 97 degrees. That’s not just hot, that’s Holy-Crap-Gonna-Die temperature as soon as you walk out the door.
Following my last blog post, where my beloved Hamilton did a humpty dumpty, I fulfilled my loan and returned my
My Go To Hell post featured one of the trad holy grails resting in my closet: the Brooks Brothers “Fun”