1.Susie Bubble in the Rain 2.Shala Monroque. In the Rain 3.Anna Dello Russo... In the Rain 4. Aurora Sansone + Anna Dello Russo. Together in the Rain 5. Jourdan Dunn. Also in the Rain 6. Kamille in the Rain
The co-founder of leading style blog Street Etiquette, Mr Joshua Kissi, on how he makes his sartorial choices.
Hailing from the Bronx, New York City, 23-year-old Mr Joshua Kissi is one half of the wildly successful style blog Street Etiquette, which he founded in partnership with Mr Travis Gumbs in 2008. On the website the duo document their unique vision of urban menswear to a daily audience of more than 20,000 readers, many of whom are directly inspired by their way of dressing. Prestigious publications including The New York Times and GQ have taken note as well, showering the site with accolades. Asked to describe the style sensibility that has made him a leading authority in contemporary menswear, Mr Kissi replies, "It's sometimes Afro-dandyism, sometimes mod, sometimes punk, with a touch of prep, a touch of Americana, and a touch of urban." And the final part of the formula? Rolled-up trousers. "I roll up everything, unless it's tuxedo trousers or something more formal," Mr Kissi laughs. Discover more of his views on style and dressing by watching the film below.
Winter may well be coming, and the nights may be drawing in, but that doesn't mean you have to eliminate colour from your wardrobe. On the contrary, clothes in a tempting array of hues, from claret to burnt orange, can be easily incorporated into both your smart and casual outfits this fall and winter. Click through the gallery above to see how to add six seasonal shades into your wardrobe.
When the British singer Mr George Michael cast the video for his song "Freedom! '90", the era's iconic supermodels were chosen as its stars: Mses Linda Evangelista, Christy Turlington, Naomi Campbell and Cindy Crawford all featured, while Mr John Pearson was one of the male models. Twenty-two years later he lives in LA, where he's making a name for himself as a film producer, with his wife and three children, two of whom, Cooper, 15, and Elliott, 13, appear in this shoot.
Mr Pearson remains in demand as a model, and this summer was back on the runways of Milan appearing in Prada's SS13 fashion show. It's not bad for a man who last year told MR PORTER that "there honestly are better-looking guys than me, and better-built guys than me, but it was about having a great day. If you have a good day and create a good moment it will show in the picture."
It was this quality that the late, but legendary, photographer Mr "Herb" Ritts was talking about when he described Mr Pearson as "a natural who needs no guidance or direction". Mr Pearson's career has taken him a long way from the English city of Sheffield, where he was born in 1966, and these days he makes the most of his Pacific Coast location by watching the sun go down at Point Dume beach, driving through Malibu Canyon, and eating fresh fish at the Reel Inn restaurant. Between the fashion assignments and the beach scene, his lifestyle informs the way he dresses - Mr Pearson told MR PORTER last year, when he joined the Style Council, that he's as wedded to his Levi's Vintage jeans as he is to his John Lobb shoes.
The Babylonian pagans worshipped mothers. The Iroquois made them their moral and political leaders. All we're asking you to do is phone yours occasionally. As Mr T put it in "Treat Your Mother Right" from his instructional second album Be Somebody... Or Be Somebody's Fool!: "She's a queen/ Second to none/ Be right to your mother/ You only get one".
Films never to be watched with your mother include Harold and Maude, The Graduate and anything targeted specifically to people older than teenagers. And whatever you do, don't buy her Mr David Guterson's book Ed King - it won the bad sex award for reasons we won't go into here.
Do not write a novel about your mother while she is still alive. As Mr Philip Roth's dictum has it: "when a writer is born a family dies".
You should refer to her as mother, or mum (if you're American "mom" is just about acceptable). If you can read this and you're still calling her "mummy" seek help.
I don't really know what's the story/business behind bryanboy, but I can't say I like his 'style' (?). His 'radical feminism' it's a bit confusing to me (and I'm strictly talking fashion. it has nothing to do with his sexual orientation(s))..Anyway, sometimes I check his blog, especially during FASHION WEEK, for his front row videos, which are very..short & capture the essentials (=perfect, when you don't have time to watch the full shows)..Anyway, back to point 1, from time to time, his masculine style arises, and the results are quite cool! Check out below!
Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso. Wow!
Were they bright red, breaking on two-tone shoes, or criss-crossed in loud golfer's check? Were they unexpectedly formal, hind parts of a bespoke suit, or baggy plus fours with argyle socks? Were they ever tuxedo trousers before they metamorphosed into summer slacks or shrank into jaunty pre-war Riviera swimsuits?
They were all of these and many more, since Mr Pablo Picasso changed the way he dressed as often and as radically as he changed the way he painted. He was as instinctive a dresser as he was an artist, replacing one look with another every time something in his life or his fantasy prompted it. Many of the artists around him dressed quite conventionally, above all when success caught up with them. There was Mr Georges Braque in his cool white scarf, Mr Henri Matisse plumply avuncular in a waistcoat while sketching a nude, or Mr Wassily Kandinsky as formally attired as an old-school banker. Mr Salvador Dalí, it's true, put on a show, with the twirled mustachios, the fur coats and silver-topped canes. But Mr Picasso wasn't putting on a show. Whether dressed for the opera, disguised for a bal masqué or simply clowning about, he was always himself - or one of his many selves.
Picasso changed the way he dressed as often and as radically as he changed the way he painted!
"Only superficial people do not judge by appearances." said Mr Oscar Wilde - bless him! And I look forward to one day reading some learned thesis on how artists present themselves to the world and why. Mr Francis Bacon dressed in later life like a successful gangster, an upper-class, English Al Capone in tight, perfectly cut double-breasted suits with subtle stripes and threatening black leather coats, also tight, with epaulettes. Frivolous? I'm not sure. Everything he wore had its meaning for Mr Bacon, and you can even find the clothes he loved - particularly rainbow-hued silk shirts and desert boots - in his pictures. Is it merely anecdotal that Mr Alberto Giacometti invariably worked in a tweed jacket and tie, however caked in plaster, paint and clay they became? I don't think so. Challenging accepted vision every day in his Montparnasse hovel, Mr Giacometti clung to whatever shreds or threads of normality he could find.
Style, they say, is the man.So how did Mr Picasso, the master artificer of the 20th century, choose to project himself? Did he limit himself to this look or that? Did he decide at a certain point to wear his trousers wide with a crease so sharp (like his friend, the poet Mr Jean Cocteau) that they could cut a Camembert in half? Of course not. He was a creature of infinite fantasy and infinite change. And having just looked through a few scores of photos of the maître at different moments in his long career, I can attest that he virtually never appeared before the camera in the same garb twice. Catch him if you can. During his early years in Paris he would be in vaguely artisanal dress, dark overalls and donkey jackets, occasionally spruced up by a broad-brimmed hat or Romantic lavallière. Then without warning he appears in clunky gaiters or, bizarrely, in an army uniform he had borrowed from his co-cubist, Mr Braque. These were early days, but it was already clear that Mr Picasso enjoyed not just dressing but dressing up.
Collarless jackets, pencil skirts and duster coats in three lengths - short, knee and to the calf - couldn't help but evoke the 60s.
"I can't seem to avoid a reference when I design," conceded Jacobs afterwards, "But it wasn't meant to be 60s. The beehive hair probably aided that". As did the shoes - low heeled, as so many have been - and also checked.
60s or not, this is another beautiful collection by Marc Jacobs!
''Walking After Midnight'' a dynamic brand film in a series of four vignettes directed by James Franco, stars Stuart Weitzman shoes as worn by Petra Nemcova.
This first installment featuring the BACKFLIP takes place at The Hole, a gallery located in the heart of downtown NYC's Bowery district. The next three episodes will release on consecutive "Weitzman Wednesdays" throughout October. Stay tuned!
Given the relaxed nature of modern dress codes, men's clothes must be versatile, and few items are as versatile as the tweed jacket, one of MR PORTER's fall Essentials and one of 20 items we (fashionspam, also) think every man should own. Need to dress up for a client meeting? Put on a tweed jacket, a shirt and tie, a pair of grey wool trousers and some brown suede shoes. Going on a date? Put on a tweed jacket, a white T-shirt, a pair of slim jeans and some desert boots. Going for a walk in the country? Put on a tweed jacket, a flannel shirt, corduroy trousers and a pair of Wellington boots. You get the idea; like a Land Rover, a robust tweed jacket can go almost anywhere, and like a Land Rover, a tweed jacket is a British design classic. As for how to wear them, this season we favour the American Ivy style over the British country look. This involves slim chinos, Oxford cloth or chambray button-down shirts, and brown loafers or desert boots. Click through the slides above to see seven men who have helped secure the tweed jacket's status as a true menswear staple.
'LISTEN. The greatest feeling I ever had in my life - with my clothes on - was when I first heard Diz and Bird back in 1944. I've come close to matching the feeling of that night, but I've never quite got there. I'm always looking for it, trying to always feel it in and through the music I play..'
Throughout the summer, wherever you went in London, Mr Richie Culver's face was inescapable. Pasted onto hoardings and pinned from billboards in parks and tube stations, the blossoming artist could be seen on a poster, dressed in a wrinkly white cotton T-shirt, sleeves effortlessly rolled up to reveal armfuls of inky scrawl, his fingers linked into a bony lattice while his identifying black hat and long brown beard made him seem like some kind of hipster Jesus. It's true Mr Culver has a strong look, one that - despite these biblical references - he has made entirely his own. It's little wonder that other artists are so drawn to capture his spirit, a man who can look both resilient and susceptible in the blink of an eye.
It's peculiar seeing your face around town, especially when you get recognised. Some people think I'm more famous than I actually am - the poor sods!