Fairytale of Old York

Fashion, places

I live in a city called York. It’s a great place to live.

Beautiful medieval architecture, quaint little shops, countless tea rooms and cafes. It’s just a dream.

It’s nothing at all like its louder, brasher namesake New York. So it always makes me laugh that when the British first invited themselves over to what we now call America and built the Big Apple – the economic centre of the United States, one of the busiest cities in the world, the city that never sleeps – they perhaps had my quaint little home in mind.

Overkill, guys. Overkill.

Anyway, today’s look was shot out and about in my favourite city in the world.

York. The original.

I got this denim shirt from Gap last year and it’s a great versatile layer to throw on. It has got poppers instead of buttons so it’s handy if you ever find yourself performing an impromptu striptease. Which I frequently do.

Down below I’ve got some black chinos from Zara (sadly no poppers here). An absolute steal in the sale, they can be dressed up or down. These are a ‘slim fit’ where I’d usually go for the slightly tighter ‘skinny’, but I’m quite happy with how they sit on me. As usual, I’ve rolled up the hems a little to show off my brogues that I’m starting to realise I definitely wear too often.

Finally, I love this coat from Gap’s new spring collection.Granted, it’s far too thin to be a realistic option for February in the north of England, but it definitely looks great. If you’ve an eye for detail, you might notice the striped lining – a tiny little flourish that I really enjoy, making the item stand out a little.

In my younger days I found the idea of a contrasting lining little more than a waste of time – after all, no one can see the lining (unless of course you’re the Fresh Prince and you wear your blazers inside out). Now that I’m an older, wiser, hopefully more stylish gentleman, I see a little more merit in hidden details. It’s like your little secret.

I won’t tell if you don’t.

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Sartorial Sorcery

Fashion

I have a friend who is a witch.

Ok, he’s not quite a witch, but he is into magic.

Well, he does card tricks. It’s just that some of his tricks baffle me to the extent that sorcery is genuinely the only logical explanation.

Anyway, this friend of mine, keen to get his witchcraft career going has taken to coasting around bars with a deck cards, wowing people with his particular brand of trickery. Simply from doing this, he has made useful contacts (maybe even a celebrity or two) and has even received offers to perform. It’s basically magical networking – like how I’d imagine Harry Potter would have gotten his first job.

The reason I’m telling you all this is because of my friend’s golden rule: No one questions a man in a good suit.

There’s just something about a suit that gives you a certain confidence, a certain sense of legitimacy. It protects you. Like a suit of armour.

If you saw me running down the street in a hoodie, let’s face it, you’d probably think I’d stolen something. If you saw me running down the street in a suit however, you might assume that I was a businessman, late for a terribly important meeting, or maybe a contestant on The Apprentice with five minutes left to finish the challenge before facing Lord Sugar and a tutting Karen Brady in the boardroom.

As such, no one questions why a stranger in a bar has just asked them to pick a card, when said stranger is wearing a nice suit. It just adds to the mystery.

In that vein, I decided to do a little suiting wizardry of my own and put together this formal outfit.

Going for a bit of an old-fashioned banker/ Tory politician vibe, the outfit is decidedly navy in theme.

Keeping things as classy as you’ve come to expect from this blog, my trousers and waistcoat are from Primark… in the sale. Regardless, I love the navy Prince of Wales check that harks back to Britiain’s bold tailoring traditions (or at least it would if it cost more than £15).

Unfortunately, they didn’t have a blazer in my size so, instead, I thought I’d relax things a little and go jacket-less. Then I remembered that I live in England and that it was January so I opted instead for my favourite coat which I think suits it quite well.

The shirt is from H&M. Due to my neanderthal-esque proportions, the cuffs on most shirts stop just shy of my wrists, which I really need to look into. Recently however, I’ve taken to giving my coat sleeves a single roll and, handily, this slightly tricks the eye into thinking that my arms aren’t quite as lanky as they truly are.

The frankly huge holdall bag is from Boohooman.com. Admittedly I didn’t envisage quite how large it would be when I ordered it – the woes of buying online. As I realised when it arrived, pictures don’t really do it justice but, take my word for it, it’s massive. It’s a great weekend bag though, because I can basically fit all of my worldly possessions in it with little to no trouble. I can’t be dealing with cramming things into small bags. I was never any good at Tetris.

My tie was a Christmas present from my housemates and it’s from Next. I’m a big fan of the tan/rust colour which brightens up what would otherwise be quite a dark, plain look. Finally, finishing off the outfit are my trusty blue-laced brogues from eBay.

And hey presto, there’s a look fit for any aspiring wizard.

Expelliarmus!

 

Who Let The Dogs Out?

Fashion

Now that Christmas is over, I can get back to writing about fluffy inconsequential things like my outfits.

I love dogs. One of my favourite things is going for a nice dog walk. Feeling the dog’s excitement as it tugs on the lead, the palpable sense of euphoria as you release it, watching it run around in joy. Love it.

The only problem is I don’t have a dog.

Never one to let circumstance get in the way, I tagged along with some friends. And I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone and do a little outfit post too.

This patterned sweater is from Gap. It’s not explicitly a Christmas jumper but has something of a festive pattern to it, meaning that I can wear it all year long . Because I cannot be wasting money on jumpers that only be worn one month a year. That’s just a bad investment.

I’ve gone for some dark indigo jeans from Topman and I borrowed those boots from my friend.

This is my favourite coat. I got it from H&M a couple years ago. It’s got leather lapels but I’ve got a detachable faux fur collar which you can attach to any coat. I find that things in life are generally made better by draping them in fur. Like a dog for example.

Then I’ve topped it off with this cable-knit hat. A navy blue flecked wool cherry on top.

Woof woof.