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In Defense of the Shirt Monogram.

Jun 24th, 2014 | Categories: American Psycho, Jake Gallagher, Menswear, Shirts, Style | by Jake Gallagher

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The most polarizing word in menswear isn’t even a full word, it’s the three (or maybe two) letters that make up a set of initials. Nothing stirs the pot quite like a good old debate about monograms. Classicists have long labeled them as gauche and ostentatious while their contemporaries counter that they’re one of the rare ways in which a man can truly personalize his everyday attire. We’d venture to say that both sides are correct – yes, monograms are flashy but they’re also highly personal, and can help demarcate not just your shirt but you as a whole.





A Garden Grows in an East Village Storefront.

Jun 23rd, 2014 | Categories: Jake Gallagher, New York City | by Jake Gallagher

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As anyone who has ever received a potted present can tell you, caring for plants is a far more difficult feat than it seems. Each fern, seedling, and shrubbery requires its own delicate formula of water and sunlight. Tread too far in any direction, or worse neglect your greenery altogether, and your lush compadres will wind up as little more than a pile of scorched petals.

I can’t imagine Satoshi Kawamoto, a botanist, or as he likes to call himself a “garden stylist,” has ever had such troubles with his greenery. Kawamoto operates out of a quaint space on First Street in New York City, tending to his various plants and inventing new arrangements both for his shop and an array of clients both in New York and in his native Tokyo (where he operates five other locations.) As I enter his shop, which carries the apt moniker “Green Fingers,” on one of this winter’s first below freezing nights, I feel as if I’ve crossed into a Japanese garden rather than a faded East Village storefront.





Russ & Daughters Returns To Orchard Street.

Jun 19th, 2014 | Categories: Food, Jake Gallagher, New York City | by Jake Gallagher

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“That’s the thing, to eat Nova, drink seltzer, and talk about life.”

Larry, the jovial waiter in command of the front half of Russ & Daughters Cafe on Orchard Street seems to have it all figured out. As he glides from table to table dispensing not just heaping plates of smoked salmon, but his own unique brand of fish-centric philosophy, Larry does so with an easy smile which indicates that there’s no other place he’d rather be. This is his home, and he wants nothing more than to welcome you right on in.

The effortless, unironic hospitality that Larry and the rest of the Russ & Daughters team convey is so hard to find these days, especially in New York, that it’s almost jarring at first. Having opened this past month to much fanfare, the Cafe is bustling with people and there’s a wait at all hours of the day, but once I’m seated, the R&D team implores me to simply relax and smell the Nova. After all it took Russ & Daughters almost a century to return to Orchard Street, so why would they start rushing now?





Levi’s Vintage Clothing | Treasure Island and the Electric Rodeo.

Jun 17th, 2014 | Categories: Americana, Jake Gallagher, San Francisco | by Jake Gallagher

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In 1939, as the World’s Fair rolled into San Francisco, Levi Strauss and Co. knew they had to put on quite a show for their hometown audience. The then eighty-six year old company delivered with an attraction that was both technologically advanced enough to match the forward thinking atmosphere of the fair, and endearing enough to stay true to Levi’s down home roots. “The World’s Only Mechanical Rodeo” featured thirty-one wooden puppets based off of real life rodeo stars. These figurines, which of course were outfitted from head to spurs in pint sized Levi’s attire, would spring to life to act out a full rodeo, much to the amazement of the bay-side audience.

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The Rolling Stones Fateful Trip to Morocco.

Jun 14th, 2014 | Categories: England, History, Hollywood, Jake Gallagher, Music | by Jake Gallagher

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Four years before they were exiled on Main Street The Rolling Stones, facing mounting legal troubles back in England, embarked on a fateful trip to Morocco which would forever change the course of the fledgling band. It was February of ’67 and the English press was having a field day with the Stones in the wake of a widely publicized raid at Richard’s Redlands estate which left both Mick Jagger and Keith Richards facing serious drug charges that jeopardized the future of the band. With their homeland as unfriendly as ever their handlers urged the bruised group to get the hell out of London. Morocco, an ever popular escape for Westerners, was foreign and fashionable enough for the five fresh-faced musicians, and so they set out for North Africa.

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Brian Jones, the group’s original frontman and founder, had been to Morocco before and was already familiar with the country’s famous assortment of markets, music, and most importantly drugs, but before the trip really even began he grew ill. The original plan had been for Jones, his girlfriend Anita Pallenberg, and Richards to be driven through France and Spain to meet up with Jagger in Morocco, but once Jones became sick he was forced to stay behind in Toulouse, France. Pallenberg and Richards forged ahead though, and with Jones temporarily out of the picture the two fell right into each others arms, starting a relationship that would last for the next twelve years.





Where to Watch The World Cup in NYC.

Jun 12th, 2014 | Categories: Jake Gallagher, New York City, Sports | by Jake Gallagher

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There’s sports and then there’s The World Cup.

The Stanley Cup, The Super Bowl, March Madness, The Tour de France, even the Olympics are no doubt exciting, but they pale in comparison to the global singularity of The World Cup. For that one summer month every four years the entire world is united around this singular event, tracking each match, each kick, each heart-stopping save that plays out on an international scale.

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The Anti-Fashion of Margaret Howell.

Jun 10th, 2014 | Categories: England, Jake Gallagher, Menswear | by Jake Gallagher

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It feels more than a bit absurd to profess that Margaret Howell, a designer who is remarkably reserved in all facets of her work, has been generating a lot of buzz lately. And yet, with a New Balance collaboration on the way and a quintessentially crisp collection in stores now, it seems that Howell, who has oft been described as a “fashion outsider,” finds herself squarely in the center of menswear’s general purview. Despite this heightened level of interest in her designs, it would be tough to imagine Howell responding, or even thinking twice about the fact that her name has been orbiting through publications and conversations with greater frequency as of late. With nearly forty years in this industry under her belt, it’s clear that for Howell attention is not the end goal.

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