While other bloggers are no doubt admirably committing to their New Year’s resolutions by publishing posts themed around them, I sit back and wait for them all to fail miserably lazily concoct hypothetical style-related resolutions. Say, for example, 2015 was the year in which I resolved to sharpen up my sartorial act, swap ‘gear’ for ‘garments’, ditch leather-sleeve bombers for classic overcoats, Tims for brogues or monk-straps, and a wardrobe chiefly composed of short- and long-sleeve tees for more separates that oh-so-very subtly say, rather than scream, elegance.
And, for the hell of it, let’s say I really lose the f*!king plot and end up experimenting with accessories despite the fact that me + them is a match more forged in the pits of hell, rather than made in heaven.
Let’s say 2015 is the year I grow up and this is what I resolve to wear…
^ 1. Crombie Donegal overcoat from Crombie; 2. John Lobb leather monk-strap shoes from Mr Porter; 3. Corgie mid-calf cashmere socks from Barneys; 4. Rick Owens night top from Farfetch; 5. Tom Ford Grey Vetiver; 6. Maison Martin Margiela 11 men’s ring from LN-CC; 7. Gucci slim-fit cotton blend trousers from Mr Porter
No, I don’t think it’s going to happen this year either. Give it another decade or so and we’ll see if it’s still all a bit fat chance…
