Razors, bow ties and good tailors apparently took a vacation last week, attracting what looked like a small convention of scruffy, well-pressed Tarantino gangsters and pallbearers at this year’s Golden Globes. After enchanting Matt Lauer and then taking Amtrak to Washington, D.C., the Brooklyn hipster caught the red eye to LAX and invaded Hollywood. I just hope the Beverly Hilton Hotel stocked enough craft beer to go with those beards, bro. Continue reading
Not only does it take us through an exquisitely photographed tour of 1958 Italy, The Talented Mr. Ripley takes us on a thrilling journey that begins with a borrowed college blazer and boils over into a cunning and deadly game of identity theft.
“I always thought it’d be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody.”
I actually attended the New York premiere of The Talented Mr. Ripley. Matt, Gwynnie and Jude were there for the glamorous red carpet show and screening at MoMA, but what I remember most was the movie itself. My friend turned to me not even twenty minutes into the film and whispered “I love this movie.” I couldn’t have agreed more, and all of us in the theater seemed to be equally swept away by an incredible story, marvelous performances and gorgeous visuals. Continue reading
A reader asks…
One struggle I have (and an extreme annoyance) is wrinkles I get in my trousers from sitting at my desk or in my car for a period of time. Is there anything that can be done to help this, whether with tailoring or type of wool? Thanks. Tim. Continue reading
I was never the world’s biggest Wham! fan, but I would challenge anyone to deny a love/hate soft spot for “Last Christmas.” I’ll lay it on the line right here and admit that I went out and bought the Music From the Edge of Heaven CD in 1986 just so I could have that song. (“Wham Rap” was a hilarious fringe benefit of said purchase.)
Tonight, as I was listening to NPR Music’s All Songs 24/7 Music Channel, a familiar hook played in the rotation. As it often happens when I hear a cover, I knew that I recognized the melody, but I couldn’t place it since it was so far out of its original context. Then I heard the unmistakable chorus.
Covered by an Australian synth-pop wiz named Jane Hanley, also known as Kids At Midnight, this deliciously ethereal and lush electronic version of “Last Christmas” is part of an electronic Christmas EP titled X-Mas Rumors via Electronic Rumors. It’s utterly irresistible, and I’m completely smitten with it.
So now you know how much I love the original and this terrific alternate version of “Last Christmas.” Now I suddenly feel as if I’ve taken all my clothes off. Happy Christmas.
For a long time, I had a theory that the shrunken suit thing was a joke—that Thom Browne had started a movement the same way that L. Ron Hubbard allegedly started Scientology: on a bet to see how many followers he could collect. History tells us that really radical ideas have the power to stick. Coming out of the 1990s, suits had such excess shoulder padding, wide lapels, and excess room in the leg that one could almost cut two Thom Browne suits with all that fabric. The shrunken suit was such a radically different statement that it was almost a hyper-rebellious “fuck you” to suiting as we knew it in the decade prior. Continue reading