What you don’t know is that Seth and Jeff fight…often. Yes, yes. It’s true, dear readers. Jeff and Seth, although former roommates in college and former couch residents, get in fights. We don’t always see eye-to-eye on everything. Topics and past arguments have included but are not limited to:
- Why is addressing your parents by their first name rude/inconsiderate?
- What is a healthy B.A.C. level for a slow Tuesday at 2 p.m.?
- Should I still be subsisting on cereal even though I’m 23 years old with a full-time job?
We debate these pressing issues week in and week out at The Midwestyle office. Our boy Anthony decided to help us handle these issues on the street.
I really loved playing Mortal Kombat growing up. This image brings back flashbacks. FIGHT!
So the fight begins. FINISH HIM.
Pause for a shot of my fresh kicks.
On Seth: Navy cotton, shawl-collar pull-over by Nonnie Threads; light blue button-down (hand-me-down from brother) by Arrow; paisley tie (hand-me-down from grandfather); khaki chinos (retail, $40) by Gap, size 31×30; knock-off Persol wanna-be sunglasses (Seek Vintage, $12); brown suede “Moc” courtesy of Vans Shoes, size 7.5.
With the big man finally coaching his last NBA game just a few short weeks ago, there comes an end to perhaps the most dominating professional coaching career in sports history. And with the beginning of the NBA finals at our fingertips, it seems fitting to look back on the man that is Phil Jackson.
As a fan of professional basketball, I’ll always remember Phil Jackson as the most prolific, yet backhanded, trash-talker the game has ever seen. Phil always had something to say. A few words to the media to stir the pot for their upcoming series or a pointedly subtle insult aimed at his opponent’s best player. Basketball may have been Phil’s trade, but mind games were his specialty. Phil’s trash talk wasn’t a product of anger or intimidation as it so often is with others. Jackson opened his mouth to the media with a premeditated purpose to distract his opponents, to get in their head and throw their psyche off balance. Half of the fun of the NBA playoffs was checking SportsCenter to see what the Zen Master was going to comment on or even go on a rant about next. In a world where every player in professional sports seems to want to be friends the guys on the other team (or even plan an elaborate free agent trade to their side of the fence), Phil wasn’t afraid to make a few enemies in pursuit of championship rings.
Ahem, eleven championship rings. The numbers speak for themselves. Eleven rings in just over twenty years. A 50 percent success rate for winning it all. And don’t feed me any BS about how he had Jordan, how he had Kobe. With great talent comes great expectations and, moreover, huge egos. If anything, the guy deserves an award as the best manager of personalities the league has ever seen. And he thrived on making his best players peak at playoff time, when it mattered. Fanning the flame of their confidence when they needed it, humbling them when their heads ballooned, as they so easily do when you’re busy three-peating all over the place. I’ll remember Phil less for the triangle offense and more for his relational approach to coaching—the approach that built him a dynasty of success that doesn’t look like it’ll be surpassed any time soon.
The league’s gonna miss you, Phil. And I will too.
Since moving to Chicago, I’ve been fortunate to meet passionate people. I love meeting folks who are going after what makes them tick. It’s a beautiful thing to meet someone who loves what they do and attacks it relentlessly. I’ve met a few of these types already—take roommates Drew and Anthony. Drew is a hairstylist and Anthony is a photographer. Here’s how we met:
When I was jet-setting to Chicago for interviews in the tail end of what we all thought was winter in March, I bumped into Drew at a Thursday-night event that bridged our interests. His style was a little West coast, relaxed but put together, but the dude is from Wisconsin. We starting chatting about why he was wearing slim-fit, white rolled denim and why he is in Chicago. I asked him what he liked to do and he replied, “I cut hair and you need a hair cut.”
Cool, I thought. I’ve got my guy to cut my hair. It’s a thing that many don’t have these days: “their guy” at the barber shop, at the menswear store, at the tailor, at the local restaurant. Their guy. Your guy who helps you out when you need the latest or a fixing. He knows enough about your life to ask how your family’s doing. How work’s going. What you thought about that thing that happened on the Blue Line the other day. I just moved here, and I’ve officially secured another year of not having to step into a professional salon. Glory, glory, glory. I can pay AND tip the hairstylist in booze, meals and bargains. Relief.
A month later when I moved to Chicago, I show up to Drew’s apartment and met Anthony
while I was getting my hair cut. I told Drew to do whatever he thought would work best. (It’s hair. It’ll grow.) Anthony is a rad man from Pennsylvania who has got a serious case of trigger finger. Dude’s got the camera glued to his face, and when you get a chance to see his face past the scruff, he has a smile that stretches from ear to ear an reveals an enthusiasm to know you and your passion.
took some time off between shooting medical hip replacement surgeries and New York weddings to hang out with Seth and I. We got a little work done…
FAVORITE PART OF THE LOOK: Clashing patterns and prints. If these socks had parents, Mortia Adams and Beetlejuice would be a notch above in the family tree. Kind of a dark and quirky feel much like the set in Anthony and Drew’s old apartment entryway. Mix these with a preppy and spring-madras bow tie, and it somehow works. Or maybe it doesn’t. Give it a shot.
Straight-leg “Mushroom” stretch chino ($175) by Nonnie Threads, small; brushed cotton navy button-down (900 Shops in Chicago, sale $30) by J.Crew, extra-small; spring-madras bow tie (Etsy, $20) by AnnaRuna; brown leather belt with brass hardware by J.Crew, size 32; black-and-green striped socks (sale $2.99) by J.Crew, one size; brown leather wingtips (Nordstrom Rack in Chicago, sale $40, reg. $140) by Florsheim, wool scarf (thrifted at Urban Mining in Kansas City, $8) by Pendleton; unzippered green canvas tote (eBay sale $50, reg. $90) by Filson.
Noteworthy Sales in the Midwest:
- Chicago: Haberdash has their sale starting. 20-70% off Gant, Steven Alan and all things worthy to add to your menswear line-up of classic yet modern pieces. Stock up, son.
- Chicago: Bloomingdales has their spring sale with an additional 40% clearance. Seth and I stocked up on some Gant shirting, along with crew necks that are going for around $20 when all is said and done.
- Chicago: Also, while you’re at the 900 Shops, stop by the Second Floor and hop into J.Crew. They’re having an additional 30% already marked down clearance items. Great basics and shirting for around $10 to $20 a pop. Say hi to Austin, Drew or Raymond. They’ll hook you up and find your size.
- Kansas City: Standard Style Boutique is having their Memorial Day Sale with around 30% off and an additional 10% sale items. Stop by if you’re around Leawood in the ‘burbs or if you’re trouncing around the Plaza. Say “hi” to Daniel and Angela when you stop by if you’re down in Leawood. Tell them Jeff sent you. And send our love to Aaron and Josh once you’ve finished your lattes at Latteland around the corner on the Plaza.
- Kansas City: While you’re down in Leawood, don’t forget to stop by Habitat Shoes across the street by the Apple Store. Please. Someone needs to buy those Rachel Comeys before I have them life-flight those babies to me. Size 11 if you want to do me a favor.
- St. Louis: I’m not sure if there is a sale, but you’d be silly not to stop by the Cherokee Antique Row after our latest finds. Bow ties, top hats and wingtips for you dapper gents over at “Retro 101.”
- Everywhere: Our hometown hero, Anna (who goes to Mizzou), just launched her Etsy shop. Right now, she’s got some sweet bow ties. But you’ve seen those already since you entered our giveaway. Wait, you haven’t? Well get on it. We’re picking a winner soon.
We usually don’t do this, but one other quick thing for our New York friends (or anyone else).
You may have heard about Joplin, Mo., which just got hit by an EF5 tornado that killed more than 120 people and destroyed about 30 percent of the town. Both Seth
and our dear friend Cary Randolph Fuller
both grew up in Joplin, and Cary’s organizing a benefit in NYC next week. (You can read Seth’s newspaper column
to find out more about the devastation.)
If you feel so inclined, head to the Lounge at Los Feliz
on Wednesday for margaritas, charity and beautiful people. Details below. We have it on good authority that Cary herself will be there. Lucky you.
Jeff, with Frank Muytjens (head of men’s design for J.Crew.)
Clothing is a narrative. A collection of well-placed hints about who you are, where you come from, where you’re going. And you? You’re someone with places to be. People should be able to know you when you get there.
At least that’s how Frank Muytjens
sees it. Frank is the head of men’s design at J.Crew, where he went after working with Polo. Yet, the Amsterdam native is surprisingly down to earth for being an increasingly recognizable international gentleman in the industry. One of the kindest and most thoughtful heavy-hitters you’ll meet.
Muytjens and la presidente,
Jenna Lyons, were in the Second City recently to promote both a new men’s shop and their fall line.
It’s a tall order to fly into Chicago to spend less than half a day on Michigan Avenue for a meet-and-greet the many admirers of your work, but no: Frank is as good a listener as he is a thinker.
And it’s that kind of careful thought that has allowed the company to reinvent itself into a game-changer. See, the thing about J.Crew is, not so long ago you wouldn’t have put it and “classic” next to each other in a sentence. But with Frank and Jenna at the tiller, that’s exactly where the company has risen: to a look that’s The Great Escape
, not Dawson’s Creek.
We caught up with Muytjens in the 900 Shops a couple of weeks ago before he and Lyons had to jet back to New York City where, if their current record is any indicator, they’ll keep shaking things up.
Midwestyle: You’ve said before that story is a big motivator for you. How does it influence your creative process? (“It’s important that the brands we surround ourselves with tell a story,” Muytjens told Esquire last fall.)
Frank Muytjens: Well, you start with an idea.
You craft a story.
You pick a fabric. It’s a very organic process. It’s the creative struggle. It’s always like a fight, but in the best way possible.
MWS: And it’s that creative struggle that keeps your attention and enthusiasm.
FM: We’re such a well-oiled machine compared to a couple of years ago. We know what fabrics work for us. We still get excited about touching fabrics. It’s important to be childlike—to be excited about coming to work every day.
MWS: What about your move toward classic Americana? What are the stories and influences behind that?
FM: It’s really all about history. I’m fascinated by what I see in the old movies. Tuxedos from the ’30s. Army and Navy uniforms. Workers. The Gold Rush. Those things find their way into our design.
Oh, and here’s a quick tip from Frank:
FM: Try denim under a sport coat. It’s two basic items, but maybe you didn’t think about them together. It’s that combination of rugged and formal, vintage and clean. If you mix and match, you get a more modern look, by pairing unexpected things together.
To Frank, Jenna and the rest of the Crew: Thanks for stopping by and incorporating the Midwest into your orbit. Hope to see you here again soon.
Case in point: There goes Cam, being all unexpected again.