29/07/2015
I love London. So much so that I entertain fantasies of living there permanently. The vibrancy, the hustle and bustle, the masses of people, the efficiency of the Underground system, the sounds, the streets, the museums, the shopping and more. Exciting and interesting, no doubt about it. Yet, most likely mostly a fantasy. The masses of people, the noise and…
14/05/2015
I’ve previously written about Realm & Empire and how they delve into the IWM archives for inspiration. Given that the weather around here of late has been dodgy in the extreme, I’ve had a lot of use of their waxed jacket I reviewed a while back. This time though I’m taking a look at their Artisan jacket and Demob shirt. The…
27/03/2015
An early Spring is a strange occurrence indeed. I yearn for Spring and tend to let Mother Nature trick me every time she stages a fake Spring, believing those sunnier and warmer days are here to stay. I still shudder at the thought of growing up in the North of Norway, where a late Spring could easily lead into an…
10/03/2015
Norway is not the first country you think of when it comes to rare denim. It’s fair to say that it probably struggle to make any list of most likely countries to even have much of an interest in the less common denim variants. Yet there are in fact two jeans companies of note, Livid Jeans and Steel Feather. I…
08/03/2015
We like to think we’re rational and sensible people, capable of seeing right from wrong, the real from the fake, not allowing ourself to be tricked or conned. Yet when your partner asks your opinion on some new item they have purchased, are you able to answer a straight yay or nay? Or do you find yourself needing more parameters than…
24/02/2015
If there is one task that our robotic helpers have never quite mastered it is the seemingly simple task of sewing buttons on garments. You can always tell when this has been done using machines, as … well, the buttons fall off. Sometimes it will take a while, other times almost before you have started using them. It starts with…
21/02/2015
A couple of weeks ago I was press-ganged into attending a company dinner with WDG, aka she who must be obeyed. Now, anyone that has followed me for a while knows that I don’t do suits, as in the only suit I own is from 1945 and of a decidedly vintage style. My job requires me to be fully clothed…
14/01/2015
It is the season for sales, I thought I’d give a few tips for places I tend to browse while mentally squandering the massive inheritance that should be coming any day now from the estate of my unknown uncle in Africa. Seriously though, there are lots of nice things to be had, so if you’re thinking of getting some new…
12/12/2014
One of the most rewarding things to come from taking up blogging has been the number of people I have come in contact with, people I’d otherwise never have become friends with, or even met at all. One of my early contacts was Jon, an Englishman living in Thailand. We’d have ongoing discussions about important matters such as rare and…
09/12/2014
Whilst on one of my recent prowls of the local thrift shops I came across a find that really set my interest in motion. In amongst the usual fayre of high street rubbish and outmoded suits there was a rather unassuming cotton shirt. Natural coloured, not even the usual bleached white. I almost went past it, but something called to…