The Savile Row Company Shirts – Scrapbook

Pretending to read the Bo Concept catalogue as the cats aggregate on the dinner table. Wearing a Navy White Fine Stripe Linen Blend Slim Fit Casual Shirt from Savile Row Company. Banded collar, aka Grandad collar. £35, click on image to take you to the store. We put one of the cats (Manya) on a diet. Which must be highly distressing for a house cat. She pops out on the balcony every now and then to eat the dwarfed conifers, but other than that, nada. Take away someones hobby, they become rudderless. This is a Dark Grey End On End Slim Fit Shirt – Single Cuff, £35. Click on the picture to go to the shop. More traditional, versatile. Lovely view this over Montagu Square in Marylebone. Shame I’m blocking it. Navy White Spot and Cross Print Slim Fit Shirt – Single Cuff. Click on picture to take you to the shop. £35. I forgot my pocket square, no writer is worth his salt if he can’t remember his pocket square.  
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A Closer look at the Claes Goran Chelsea Boot

I had the good fortune to be sent on a pair of Claes Goran Chelsea Boots the other week and wanted to give you a demonstration. In the video I go into a brief history of Claes Goran and give you an even briefer outline of the goodyear welted shoe. For more information and where to shop for the Claes Goran Chelsea Boot click here. For a full insight on what goes on inside a goodyear welted shoe then it might be best to check out the Oliver Sweeney tutorial with Cobbler in Chief Tom Cooper which can be found here. For ideas on how to style a Chelsea Boot the Idle Man did a piece here that’s worth checking out. Profile picture taken by John Pickup.      
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Wearable Technology at Excel – Scrapbook

“I’m sorry, John, but you’re gonna have to run again. – What? – RUUUUUN!!!” – Agatha, John – Minority Report. There’s a scene in Minority Report where Anderton takes Agatha to a hacker to extract the minority report of Leo Crow. In the background you see a dude reclined on a barcalounger in the midst of a huddle of holograms, each telling him that ‘he’s the man’. That’s the way I see technology going. These pictures were taken at the Wearable Technology event down in Excel, London earlier today. I was here for an hour. Was moderately entertained. Got to meet the dude from Dragon’s Den. He told me the lift featured in the programme wasn’t a real lift. Blew my fucking tiny mind! There was a futuristic shoe company that has developed insoles with an in-built sat-nav that vibrant left and right to direct you. We have completely done away with the compass and boy scouts haven’t we? What skills are we going to take back to the trees once Armageddon comes?  
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Elliot Rhodes – The British Authoritarian on Leather Belts

Gabriel Cash: You don’t know anything about electricity, do you? Ray Tango: No. Gabriel Cash: As long as you’re only touching one wire and you’re not touching the ground, you don’t get electrocuted. [Thinks about it for a moment] Gabriel Cash: Um, right? Ray Tango: I don’t know. Gabriel Cash: I don’t either. Unless you’re zip sliding down the telephone wires whilst escaping the confounds of a federal penitentiary, how important can a belt be in your life? (See Tango and Cash). Belts yeah? Swack ’em on, keeps up the slacks, jobs a guddon’. I am of course paraphrasing my Dad who it’s safe to say, isn’t an avid reader of Drapers. (Neither am I for that matter but you get my point). But perhaps this glib remark he gave at my announcement of visiting a belt specialist, Elliot Rhodes, highlights the very problem the accessory industry has. How do we change peoples perception, their attitude to how a belt is not only an adornment to the wardrobe, but the fulcrum in which everything else rotates? Like a best kept secret, I found the Elliot Rhodes store tucked away down a…
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Who Wants to be a Milliner

I had just told a woman to fuck off at the Trump Protest down Trafalgar Square and I was heading nomadically towards Covent Garden. The missus and I stopped by Laird Hatters. I told the shop keeper I’m broke, so don’t try and sell me shit. I’m just window shopping. He was cooler than a cucumber wearing rays, sprayed back on a barker lounger holding a Martini. “Try this” he hands me a Fedora, “You look a 56-57, my money is between the two.” God damn he was right. I slipped that fedora on and it fit. Without compromise. “Only one hundred sheets” he said. The tease, the charm, the swagger of the man. I was unashamedly seduced. Still, I wasn’t b*ll-shitting. I was skint and the only trade that I was able to do that day was give him my card. “Email me”. I left. Of course I had the title first, Who wants to be a Milliner? I immediately wrote it down, laughing to myself. I pictured the Asian presenter dude from Slumdog Millionaire saying it, nay, bellowing it! WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLLINAAAAIRE! I knew my drops…
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Dress Like a Champ with Paolo Pecora Milano

‘I feel the need, the need for tweed‘. Pete Brooker, Cheltenham Races 2015 The best tip I give give anyone when shopping in Paris is to go to a little designer thrift store called La Piscine. I got three jackets (pictured) and a distressed long sleeve polo for €160 Euros. If I had been a bit more flush I would have looted the place. The three jackets are all done by a brand called Paolo Pecora Milano (nope never heard of them neither) and each cost thirty sheets. Technically, I should be shopping for jackets with no pockets as it highlights ones literal short comings. But they were cheap and if they last a season, then who gives a flying flash gordon. I’m acutely aware that I’m now dressing like my old primary school Mr Chambers. Unlike me he was a tall, emaciated looking man. He had greasy, long streaks of dark hair that caressed his temples but on top, completely bald. Kind man, loved his job. He wore the same check tweed every day of his life. He gave me a bollocking once for giving Nathan Jones a round house kick…
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Joseph Cheaney Arrive in Covent Garden – Scrapbook

Tommy: I said, no more shines Billy Maybe you didn’t hear about it, you’ve been away a long time, I didn’t go up, didn’t tell ya. Billy Batts: Ah.. Tommy: I don’t shine shoes anymore. – Goodfellas Joseph Cheaney have opened their latest store on Henrietta Street in Covent Garden making it their fifth in the capital. I think I must have taken a picture of every damn shoe in the place. A dude called Alex was there shining shoes in the window, he was a nice fella. They offer a free shoe shining service, so it’s his gig to stay there most of the day and shine shoes for free. I was super tempted to reel off some Goodfellas ‘go get your fu*cking shinebox’ but kept it professional. But that would be an awesome piece of PR if we filmed that. How about that Joesph Cheaney? I’m game if you are. No one got paid for this article.  
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Insomnia and Raiding your Girlfriend’s Wardrobe

“Which fucker said that?” – Withnail, Withnail & I. Recently I’ve been going an odd period. Triggered primarily by bouts of insomnia and a current dispassion for my own profession. It’s 4am, I’m writing this on the toilet in a hotel so as not to wake the missus and I’ve entitled this blog ‘I wish Bloggers would fuck off’. Anyway, I’ll get back to that, in the meantime let me give you an indication of where my heads at. You’ll see from this recent shoot that I’ve taken to wearing my girlfriend’s clothes, namely that remarkable fox fur. At first I was dragooned into fashioning it, my anxieties of belly-flopping into a pretentious cesspit were mollified as I began to feel, well, rather sexy actually. My wardrobe is dull as shit at the moment. Even the Hugo Boss Tux feels like a costume I slip on to mingle with the high-livers. The upper echelons of society. Elton John once said at last year’s GQ Award ceremony ‘Menswear is as dull as fucking dish water at the moment‘ and he has a point. The evangelisation of ‘muted tones’ and minimalist wear by…
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The Apple Watch – Time to Reflect – Scrapbook

Takes about 5 minutes or so to sync an Apple Watch to your phone. Back in the day if someone told me I’ve got five minutes to wait, I would probably think ‘that’s just enough time to ..’ Well I will let your puerile mind fill in the blank. I have been wearing this thing on and off for a week and the only use I’ve found for it so far is that it tells the time. When there’s charge. Oh and the missus thinks I look sexy wearing it. I posted one of these pictures on my Instagram account and got accused of selling out. I’m assuming the comment was said in jest but it was a valid point. Do Apple need any free advertising and does anyone give a flying flash gordon that I have a new watch? I was more experimenting with the light and camera. I caught the top one good, first shot, right out the gate. So posted it. I think you have to get paid in order to sell out right?  
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