



making men outta boys since the first world war.
Sigur Ros gives a short and poignant Q&A with New York Magazine. Their new tour will feature costumes. Maybe similar to the photo above. Photo: Hörður Sveinsso 

Fantasy, Jaime Hayón
Love II (blossoms), José Puche
Baccus bottle stoppers.
I went to private high school where I wore a uniform everyday. I guess I got used to it, because these post-schooling days I find myself sporting a pretty routine look:



Once you've sorted the wardrobe and grooming implements, supplies, etc., it's time to consult your local printmaker for a new Carte de Visite. The tremendous and fortunate resurgence of small regional Letterpress printers in the USA affords a veritable cornucopia of options for the discerning fellow who's interested in making an indelible first impression. Here are but a few who would happily oblige any request to put high quality type to paper:
Not only is Half Nelson a great movie but Ryan Gosling also sported some pretty amazing threads, including short sleeve dress shirts.
Manufacturer of Britain's finest Umbrellas since 1830.
The effortlessly utilitarian uniform of the Italian octogenarian circa 1961: lived-in hand-tailored linen jacket and high-waisted trousers, impeccably-deployed braces, jaunty chapeau, thousand yard stare, and a gut that never suffered through a "maintenance meal".









