Merry Christmas, y’all.
I’m sure you’re all coming down from your food comas and/or worn out from exploring the full utilities of your copious amounts of swag, so I’ll keep it short.
We got back to the farm from our yearly Christmas visit to my dad’s childhood Episcopal church and decided to go for a Sunday afternoon ride. We were losing light, so rather than waste time changing out of church clothes, I threw on some jeans and called it good.
Meet Fuerte, our Peruvian Paso Fino gelding.
On Seth: Chambray work shirt (Michigan Avenue Bloomingdales, sale $50 reg. $115) by Gant Rugger; neck tie passed down from grandfather; Mad Men cardigan courtesy of Banana Republic; “Walker” raw denim courtesy of JBrand; brown herringbone socks courtesy of Falke; “Beeswax” desert boots (Nordstrom Rack, sale $50 reg. $110); “Weekender” watch (Amazon.com, $30) by Timex; fish-hook tie clip ($20) by Buckshot Sonny’s; deadstock copper latch bracelet with holes (gift from Jeff—what a friend).
So, everyone has an iPhone, right?
Well, you need to protect it, so you might as well dress it with style.
I’m a guy who likes to have unnecessary multiples of practical things. You know, like multiple iPhone cases. One is just fine, but it’s fun to have another! This obsession or desire could also be the same condition that most women face regarding handbags, eye makeup, high heels and anything else that women buy…
(See also, my collection of totes of varying handle lengths, multi-colored watch straps, various shoe lace colors, different colors of Field Notes, the list goes on…) #hoarders.
Why own one, when you can own two? GOTTA CATCH ‘EM ALL. Here are our picks for the best cases of the season.
First batch: Wallet + iPhone case.
Pros: Everything all together, convenient, less to carry. You can watch it age and brag about how much it’s changed since you bought it. Cool, cool.
Cons: You get mugged or you lose it, you’re done-zo.
Clockwise: Natural leather iPhone wallet by Kenton Sorenson; “Madison” iPhone wallet in cognac with green stripes by Landmarks & Lions; “Little Black Book” iPhone case by Pad & Quill; “Book Book” for iPhone by Twelve South.
Second batch: Obviously, the fun ones.
Pros: Hello, everyone needs a Marauder’s Map.
Cons: Nothing. You win—you just win.
Remember when you that uncool guy in your high school was, well, uncool until he turned 16 and bought an Acura and pimped it out with lights and shit and then became “cool”?
Well, that’s not how I felt nor was I ever that guy. But I do want to just pimp out this jacket with hoods and zip-in vests. Ok, I’ve already said pimp twice in this paragraph. Let’s pretend like I didn’t and just watch another episode of “Pimp My Ride.”
Breaking in the Baldwins.
Also, the best part about the hood is the copper wire that is embedded around the edge of the hood, so you can pry that puppy around your sweet little face and it won’t fly back when the wind/haters are in your face.
Christmas came early with J.Crew’s Black Friday sale.
Above: This summer, it was leather on the wrists. For now, it’s metal.
On Jeff: “Bedale” waxed jacket with snap-on hood by Barbour; obnoxious button-down by Gant Rugger; glasses by Gant Rugger; the slim-straight “Henley” selvedge by Baldwin Denim; “8878″ moc boot by Red Wing. Accessories: Canvas tote by Filson; Timex “Weekender” with bright yellow nylon strap; brass Giles & Brother railroad spike cuff; sterling silver arrow cuff; deadstock latch bracelet with holes.
Photos by Carolina Mariana Rodriguez.
Editor’s note: Two of our favorite ladies, Katie & Emily, run a thoughtful blog called “But first, coffee.“ It’s devoted to the trials and travails of becoming real people (in their words: “our attempt at a grace entrance into adulthood, though so far it’s been more of a stumbling-in-late kind of entrance.”) They graciously agreed to pick some gifts they’d give the boys in their lives.
(We assume that means they’re getting us all of these things because they love us so much.)
But first, I want y’all to meet my besties with
Katie is the best. We spent our undergrad years living one house apart. On a weeknight, she could fully expect me to show up at her door in my robe with my laptop and a bottle of wine declaring, “I’ve got a paper to write and need company.” Before moving a block away from me in Logan Square, she lived with me and my roommates for a month and fed us like we were kings. She comes from a family of six, you guys. She knows how to take care of boys (i.e. children).
Emily is sort of cool, too. She would willingly pick me up from campus upon the promise of ice cream and pleasure of listening to Taylor Swift in the car with the windows down and heat cranked in the fall. She’s a regular at Addison’s and can name all of the ingredients in every appetizer from the menu. I also tried to date Emily, once. Maybe twice. She has higher standards. I don’t blame her. She’s currently keeping all of her friends sane and real while in grad school for counseling.
Together, these girls are real friends, talented friends.
So it’s safe to say I know them pretty well. And here’s something else I know: They totally want these gifts for themselves. If they gave ‘em, they’d snag ‘em.
Emily has a few words to say about this gent:
Katie wanted to describe who this man is that would be getting these gifts (which she would eventually steal).
This is for the “classy lumberjack.” He has read of all of Vonnegut’s works and probably wanted to get “so it goes” tattooed on his forearm when he was 18. He loves his mom, wool socks and building bonfires. He’s understated and shy. Oh, and he’s read Watchmen…twice.
If you find that your flannel collection has a few favorites missing, you can probably find @katiestipo wearing them in Bucktown with some new coffee stains.