I spent the entirety of my cousin Mark’s wedding reception standing against a wall like some awkward middle schooler at his first dance. Not because I didn’t know anyone—half the…
I still have the email. April 2016, subject line: “SUPREME DROP ALERT – BE READY.” My friend Marcus had set up a complex system of notifications that would ping both…
I still remember my first encounter with Common Projects Achilles Low sneakers. It was during an internship at a men’s magazine, and the fashion editor walked in wearing what appeared…
If you’d told me five years ago that I’d be writing a serious style piece about Amazon-branded shoes, I would’ve laughed in your face. Actually, I would’ve done worse than…
I’ve never been the guy who embraces online shopping with open arms. Call me old-fashioned, call me neurotic, call me whatever you want—I like trying things on before I commit.…
The most unintentionally brutal style assessment I’ve ever witnessed happened at my uncle Bill’s retirement party five years ago. Uncle Bill—a good-natured corporate lawyer with a self-deprecating sense of humor—had…
My first styling client outside of college friends was my cousin Mike—6’4″, former linebacker build, worked construction in Milwaukee. Poor guy had been wearing the same three XL t-shirts and…
I Tried Every White T-Shirt Under $50 to Find the Perfect One Three months, twenty-seven brands, forty-two different white t-shirts, and one very confused delivery guy later, I’ve finally done…
It started as a dare, if I’m being honest. My editor and I were having one of those late-afternoon conversations that happens when both of us are procrastinating on actual…
The first time I realized vintage clothes were sometimes better than new ones, I was 19 and had just found a 1960s Pendleton wool shirt at a Salvation Army in…