Monday, March 30, 2009
Just ran into Claes Juhlin & Co at the airport (!?)
He was on his way to Nice to do something glamorous.
I'm on my way to Porto, to do something evil. Shirts, and some wicked blazers.
Among them, a remake of a vintage Gant club blazer I found at ebay last year.
Will be shrunken and tweaked into perfection with some nice detailing.
Much like this..
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Always reliable ACL lead me to checking out Hotel San Jose in Austin Texas..
First of all, the webpage is pure magic.
Second, they call their suites "sweet".
Third, the little movies they shot to show the different rooms...that polaroid filter post production effects, yes please!
Four, their hotel shuttle car is....an International Harvester Scout II..
Once again, not living in NYC makes me post about stuff that to any hip scenster in the big apple is sooo last season.
Can't help it. I met with a new business comrade, an extremely talented artdirector, the other day and he told me about Norwood.
Been open for two years now, and I never heard of it. (there you go, I'm uncool)
Have to check it out come end april when I'm back in town.
They have a little garden that blow me away. Why didn't anyone tell me about this place before?
By the way, I found some pictures from what the place looked like before they re-built it.
(If it's even half as nice as back then, it's my kind of place, no doubt)
Saturday, March 28, 2009
This blogs favourite Player (?) Claes Juhlin did a story on "The top 10 linen shirts" on www.kingmagazine.se
Allow me to retort:
A fine count linen (60 Lea x 60 Lea), softened by a 75 minutes enzyme / stone wash.
All executed in a color range so vibrant yet so refined it will make angels weep and fall from the sky.
If I may say so myself.
Any avid fan fabric design will note the fine border of white between the colored stripe and the blue that ever so slightly soften brightness and enhances the "je ne sais quoi" of the shirt.
"Italians do it better"?
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
t's that time of the year (at least in sweden) when you can finally wear chucks without dying from hypothermia.
Not that I wear anything else, even when there's three feet of snow, but at least people stop making remarks.
Speaking of hypothermia, flood-pant-god Mr Thom Browne seem to be in a bit of a predicament himself, apparently having a hard time paying his bills.
I could have told you 6 months ago (but didn't) when I visited this place, who used to make TB's oxford shirts but had to stop as he didn't keep his end of the deal. (Paying in time that is)
He seem to be doing OK moneywise with work from Brooks and others, and I do hope he finds a way to continue his own line, would be a great loss to menswear.
Gambert Shirts in Newark have been doing the real stuff since 1933.
Suzanne Gambert is third generation and they have a nice little set up, and some mad skills.
I still nurture the idea of one day doing a small run of shirts with them, he who waits..
you are a complete moron.
The question "What music do I choose for the catwalk without revealing
how totally fucking clueless I really am?" got answered today.
It's perfection, I even found a way of remixing it with the intro from
Clueless or not, once again, I rule.
The album cover on the other hand is.....an airbrushed fantasy
nightmare, like Siegfried & Roy on extasy.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I can't help it. The way Band of Outsiders just turned those Sperry
Top Siders inside out is one of the most ingenious things in shoe
history. Still pisses me off, that's how clever it is.
One day I will be that clever too.
I just need to be real nice in this life, gather up some of that
creative karma, and be reborn as Scott Sternberg.
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Physical Education never looked so artful.
(Seems to me that Leni Riefenstahl ûbermensch-vibe was kind of hot in
the U.S as well)
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Monday, March 23, 2009
Shiver me timbers and call me Nancy, but isn't it illegal to look that
stunning while running your ass off?
For the detail freaks, notice the absence of buttons on the rugger
worn by the ball-keeper.
I think the rubber buttons where added late 60's / beg 1970's?
(Not sure about that one though, anyone with more info on this, feel
free to jump in!)
A perfect day to throw a combined dinner for my daughters who turned 6
& 8 during the week.
The older one got to pick whatever she wanted for dinner
Beef carpaccio for starters and then home made bouillabaisse..
I've schooled that girl right.
Now, there's a million ways to swing a Bouillabaisse, this is the no
A pound of fresh or frozen shrimp. (in the shell)
400 grams of fresh salmon. Cut in 1/2 inch size cubes.
400 grams of Cod, cut as above.
A bag of mussels / clams / almejas, whatever.
Fennel, thinly sliced.
Saffron (2 grams)
For the Fish stock. (Make your own, or die)
Bone & Head from any white fish, (for the stock only)
Garlic. (5-6 smashed cloves)
Any dry white will do for the stock.
I reccommend a Chardonnay to go with it, it's da bomb with saffron for
First, make the stock.
Throw all the shrimpshell & fish bone/head into a hot pan with olive
oil and 3 hole garlic cloves.
Stir and add 2 tbl spoons of tomato paste / purée, and 2 finely
Let it get some colour and then add half a bottle of white wine.
(Make sure you scrape the bottom of the pan to get all them nice
By now your kitchen should smell like heaven or something is wrong.
Add 1 litre of boiling water and some of the sliced fennel and half an
Let it simmer for 25 minutes on low heat.
Sift, throw away the shells etc.
Add the saffron, and then the cream.
Add the rest of the sliced fennel and simmer for another 10 minutes.
Bring to a boil and add the mussels & fish, put a lid on it and boil
for 4 minutes.
Before serving you add some shrimp tails to each soup bowl and pour
the soup on top.
(Do not throw them into the pot and boil, they'll just go all chewy on
White bread cut into cubes, fried in olive oil AND butter with some
garlic, herbes de provence & sea salt.
Whip together Mayo, some fresh lemon juice and a crushed garlic clove.
Once again, I rule.
(Pic stolen from the web)
This time it was the opening for Lyle & Scott's shop at NK,
Stockholm's finest department store.
By the way, she also designed the store, which looks equally nice.
(Soon you'll by me a 1978 Porshe Targa, right?)
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Vintage boyscout rucksack.
Check that insignia..
Inspiration doesn't come any better than this.
One has to wonder, was the NYC Council a tougher bunch than say, the Skokie Illinois one? Was this rucksack a symbol of true power (and equally girl-scout magnet) at the national meetings in the 50's?
And, did the NYC crowd look down on their fellow fly-by-state scouts?
I think not, Scouts ain't down with that sort of behaviour.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
My heart says "play Go Square Go" with glasvegas. starting the song at 1.54 minutes when the beat builds and they start shouting "here we, here we, here we fucking go!".
(Because it kind of symbolises the way I feel about the "re-birth" of the concept.
Here we fucking go.
But then I think "that's very pretentious innit?" and I dwell on "Paris" by Friendly Fires for a while.. but that song is kind of impossible to walk to..
Back to square one. We can't really play "Sound and vision" by bowie, even though it's the best catwalk song ever.
WTF, I'm stuck.
Apropos cool places. The other week when in Hong Kong we went to feather boa. Haven't been in years and the place is still the queen of bars in Hong Kong. The only place where you get your strawberry daquiri in a HUGE coupe, soaked in chocolate.
It's gay (in the merry way, not the "gay" gay way), packed, and insanely hard to find.
Even the small brass sign that says members only is elusive.
Anyway, stop by and have a drink. The pictures in the mens room alone is worth the wait.
By the way, if there was a place like this in NYC or stockholm (and NO, there isn't), there would be 4 convicted murderers outside refusing anyone but sodding moviestars and the über-chic to enter..
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Our Legacy lookbook spring 09.
One can only take a bow, this is pure genious.
I'm guessing the guys have taken a peak at the book "Take Ivy", the resemblance is certainly there anyway.
I got a first edition of aforementioned book.
Bought it three years ago for 280 USD in NYC.
Last time it surfaced on ebay last year it was 1900 USD.
Once agin, my fingerspitzgefûhle for the old and worn proved impeccable.
Too bad it ain't as impeccable for more contemporary things, like helping my kids with the homework. But where's the fun in listening to an 8 year old reading about a vegan boy with rashes? Or whatever kids books today are about.
Sorry kids, I'll buy you something expensive from Bergdorf instead, you'll thank me when you're older.
Back in the good old days, when our brand was the pinnacle of shirts among the Ivy Leaguers, being sold at places like Yale, Harvard, Brown etc, it was only a matter of time before a shirt called "The Keats" would appear.
Very pretentious and very cool.
Keats did rock a few cool shirts himself.
When my friend Claes Juhlin isn't writing on his (profusely) well written blog he's messing up my world by posting a link to this piece of shit of a blog.
So...I guess I have to start updating this thing more often, or I will be scorn by "everyone who's anyone" in the sad, archaic little pond of anxious fashion people where I reside.
I'm screwed either way. (Thanks Claes)
Did anyone but me realize that the latest DVF ad is a total hommage to Peter Beard?