From various sources, including Kempt.
New album from all around musical genius David Byrne and producer Brian Eno. Lush, grand pop songs that sound like music falling from skyscrapers. You can and should stream the album here.
And for letting his hair grey wonderfully, and cycling everywhere, and drawing trees, and wearing scarves and fedoras, David Byrne is a definite style icon.
The web is a-flutter with talk of the coming Comme des Garçons line for retail juggernaut H&M.
Style Salvage wonders if Steve will wear all the polka dot pieces at the same time.
We Are The Market (which provided the picture up top) are fans of the tailored jackets.
And Fashionista has the largest selection of photos, or rather it did before H&M asked them to take them down. Which makes perfect sense because nothing creates buzz like not letting people see what you're offering.
Well done H&M. Kudos for following the path of television companies that rip videos from YouTube because they'd rather have control than actual fans of their work, Lord knows what would have happened if pictures of your clothes were plastered all across the internet for free so that people could rave about them and basically sign over their first born in anticipation.
Message from retailers to consumers - we know the economy is shite, but screw you anyway. You know what, H&M? How about sewing your buttons on with thread not made from papier-mâché.
Yesterday marked my entry into the thoroughly brilliant Five Men's Fashion First Impressions over on Daddy Likey. Both her brother and I see the German porn connection.
Even before his current resurgence and redemption from public nudity and drugs, Robert Downey Jr. was one of my favourite actors. His turn as Chaplin was two hours of brilliance, and the clips from the Tropic Thunder trailer have me chomping at the bit to see the movie (Style Snatcher's criticism notwithstanding.)
And don't get me started on his moustache.
So it pains me somewhat that his cinematic and facial hair brilliance doesn't seem to translate to his personal style. Is there anything particularly galling about his look? The strange, thick-soled kicks are forgivable, as are the too baggy jeans in the questionable wash. Even the messenger bag with what appears to be a psychotic bunny pattern has a certain everything-Japanese-is-cool chic. The blazer is a tasteful, two-button number with peaked lapels that is a little too wide in the shoulders but is otherwise inoffensive.
So why has he paired it with a shirt made of Christmas wrapping paper?
I am told that some people consider Adam Levine sexy. No, really. The word appears all the time in magazine articles about him. I for one am completely flumoxed by the man. He sounds like a bad Stevie Wonder impersonator, one that gets work at really small county fairs. Yet he must be some kind of magician because he gets to write songs about how many women want him and then film videos with those women (even one with Rihanna).
I guess his dark magic means he can leave the house in a pajama shirt and no one says tickety-boo. Except me. Nice shirt, Levine.
Day 5 won't be up until next week.
Picked up this seersuckerish Engineered Garments blazer at the Jonathan +Olivia sale. It's unconstructed but avoids being simply slouchy by keeping the fit nice and close.
If I had the money I'd dress in variations of this outfit all summer.
