Category Archives: Outfits
So, after a little over two years, I wore a hole straight through the crepe sole of my Clarks desert boots. After a round of violent weeping and gnashing of teeth, I was prepared to hold a burial service, or another memorial of similar gravitas. These felt like the boots I became a man in, or something.
While the term “essential” is egregiously overused, desert boots are one of a handful of items that actually deserve the title. They go with damn near everything, and I found myself wearing them almost every day for a year or so—a default for my feet. Thus, when they were finally unwearable, I was just short of devastated.
Then came the decision. Do I pitch them? Buy a new pair? Do I spring for a resole? WHAT DO I DO NOW?
What it really came down to was whether I should re-support Clarks, who was probably going to just fine if I didn’t, or whether I should put money toward a local cobbler to hook me up with a new sole.
In that light, the answer made itself abundantly clear.
Tucked away in the shadows of the Francis Quadrangle’s infamous columns, on 8th Street in Columbia, Missouri, sits a little shop called Dawson’s Shoe Repair. I had walked by countless times, never giving the unassuming brick storefront a second thought—that is, until I wore a hole in the sole of one of my most beloved possessions.
Inside, I was greeted by a friendly man named Bob who took my Clarks, offered me a slew of resoling options, and promised to do his best with the monster ripple soles I had chosen. Bob, who has worked at Dawson’s since he completed his service in the Air Force in 1971, made quick work of my order and after a few days, I had fallen back in love with my old, worn-out desert boots. When it was all said and done, the price tag came to $75 to have my well-loved boots resurrected with a patina and sole that I don’t think you’ll find anywhere else. Compare that to the $100 I might have spent on a pair of new boots, and I’d say I came out with the better end of the deal.
The only task left is to find a fitting nickname. Suggestions welcome.
On Cameron: “The Henley” in California wash by Baldwin Denim; green waffle henley by Old Navy; striped shirt by Steven Alan; submariner watch by Military Watch Co.; whiskey tortoise “Preston” eyeglasses by Warby Parker; desert boots by Clarks, resole by Bob Wood at Dawson’s Shoe Repair.
Photography by Jarred Donalson.
I was never one to gravitate toward hoodies growing up, mainly because they were never long, trim or interesting enough.
I liked the idea of having a track jacket but never could commit to it because my ideas of track jackets were attached to the ones everyone wore in high school with logos plastered on them. I’ve been down that road before and had vowed to not retrace my steps.
However, A.P.C., the notorious cult label of simple Parisian basics, caught my eye this past winter.
Go ahead and get your comments out of the way with “Put a bird on it!“
Bring it on.
When I walked into the London store, I saw one of the sales associates wearing this shirt and asked if they had my size is stock. Bummed that they didn’t have my size to try, the guy took the shirt off his back and let me give it a go.
Talk about customer service, people.
The shirt has an interesting story behind it as well:
It’s rad when brands develop product with a story behind it.
On Jeff: “Jackdaw” shirt by Barbour, available at Need Supply; green cotton military blazer from Urban Outfitters; scarf from Italy; dirty grey beanie from Target; slim dark navy “Thunder” wash in “Max” fit by Acne, available at Opening Ceremony; beloved Plainsman’s tan “Zachary” boots by Walkover Shoes; skinny railroad spike cuff by Giles & Brother; “Weekender” watch by Timex.
Photography by Yewon Kim
Spring is, well, nearly here.
Time to ditch your socks, throw a cuff in your pants and get ready for the flood.
And those ankles? They’ll always look pasty white unless you let ‘em breathe.
The super helpful folks over at Levi’s were kind enough to track down these pants for me. I called my local Wicker Park store, and they handed over the style number so I could call a random West Coast store to see if they had these camo-lined trousers in my size. Low and behold, they did and shipped ‘em my way.
Spring also calls for some light layering. I snagged this lightweight Barbour Liddesdale jacket while I was in London on vacation. A little haggling and £40 later, I was glad to take this jacket off the vintage seller’s hands in Brick Lane.
On Jeff: Blue Liddesdale jacket by Barbour; purple pullover by J.Crew; blue button-down shirt by Gant Rugger; camo-lined cuffed trousers (sold out) by Levi’s; Italian penny loafers thrifted in Andersonville, Chicago; blue “KC” hat by Baldwin Denim.
Photography by Carolina Rodriguez
UPDATE (3/5/12): This comment from Some Assembly Required was on point:
Well said, sir.
We’re on a need-to-know basis, and I need to know: What are your thoughts on hats?
I bought this hat over the summer and couldn’t figure out a way on how to wear it. Its particular style is unique—probably something a hipster lead singer in a folk band would wear. Guilty.
It’s a hybrid between a safari, panama, fedora and a trilby. You tell me, menswear geeks. The tag says Banana Republic Outdoor Safari Collection, so we’ll run with that and call it a safari hat. I snagged it for a dollar up in Andersonville one summer’s eve. Brown Elephant, y’all. They’ve got some great digs from time to time.
I decided to play with some different ways you could wear it. All seemed appropriate considering the brim was a bit wider and rather flexible. Perhaps it’s a homburg style, as this Art of Manliness article on hat etiquette suggests. Either way, I dig it and have worn it on occasion. I paired it back to some other textures and styling to give it a folky, pioneer kind of vibe. I mean, you totally love Mumford & Sons. So shut up.
First, are hats actually on the rise? Do you wear one?
Also, can we pause for a minute and vow to not give the guy a hard time if he’s wearing a fedora. Fedoras are good in my book. And no, you don’t have to mention Jason Mraz* and say I look like him because I’m wearing a fedora every time I’m wearing one, okay? Jerk.
On Jeff: two-button “Harris Tweed” blazer (from Barney’s) by A.P.C.; evergreen cross-weave wool pullover sweater (from Nordstrom) by A.P.C.; chambray shirt (from Saks) by rag & bone; slim-leg “Johnny” corduroy pant in Sante Fe courtesy of J Brand; blue suede bucks (from Nordstrom) by 1901; thrifted brown homburg hat (from Brown Elephant) by Banana Republic; “Weekender” watch (with colored band from J.Crew) by Timex; black eyeglasses by Gant Rugger.
Thanks for snapping some quick snaps on a lunch break, Amy!
*(Seth’s note: If you are wearing a fedora, you look like Jason Mraz.)