the four people you meet at a thom browne sample sale
Image “courtesy” of StreetFSN. I was fortunate enough to attend the thom browne sample sale that went down a week or so back. First, may I say it was a true blue honest American sample sale. None of this communist “big-sale-pretending-to-be-a-sample-sale” nonsense. This was straight capitalism at it’s finest and worst. Managed to grab some [...]
Capsule 2011 or My Trip to a Really Expensive REI
This year’s Capsule was like visiting REI, minus the freeze-dried goods.
Fashion’s Night Out 2010
Last Friday was Fashion’s Night Out, the kick off for this week’s New York Fashion Week. For those unfamiliar with Fashion Week, it is when fashion labels show the public things that no one can wear for several months, due to the weather, or can never wear ever, due to large amounts of fat on [...]
Pointer Jeans and Mad Street Cred (Yo)
Searching for “Pointer Brand Carpenter Jeans” yield terrible image results.
Postmodern Gentleman and Office Tramp at Refinery 29/Inven.tory/Save Fashion
God writing that title was painful. However, i just learned that increasing your web traffic means putting really specific phrasing into the title, a fact that is both informative and depressing. Like learning how to get rid of weird rashes. Anyways, there was some kind of charity event at Inven.tory in SoHo last week called [...]
Mobile Garden and Mobile Fashion
That picture in the last post was taken in Washington Square Park, a favorite spot amongst transients and fashionites alike. It was also the spot for an endeavor for the arts. Tattfoo, a charming artist of ecological bent, in collaboration with Yana handbags, braved the elements to produce work for the former’s Mobile Garden project. [...]
New Amsterdam 1: Patricia Fields Party and Other Unrelated Activities
DEAR READER PLEASE forgive my recent respite. I was off on an important trip to New Amsterdam*, attending to important meetings and relations as is the demand of the life of a Postmodern Gentleman. Amongst the dodging other human beings in the subway, paying Disneyland-esque prices for even basic necessities, and nearly freezing my Little [...]
