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Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.
In our never-ending quest to improve the entertainment industry’s sartorial standards, we’re glad to see that somewhat scruffy Entourage star Adrian Grenier is stepping up his style. At a charity ball he hosted to raise money for building wells in Africa the other night, Grenier looked quite dashing in a bespoke Duncan Quinn creation.
Structural Support: In the near future, girdles will actually tone your body—so go ahead and have that third brioche. [Style Dash]
Alphabet Soup: GQ + CFDA. [FWD]
H to the Izzo: Your man Sean Carter picks up another fashion label. [Female First UK]
Viva Kimmel: A less luxurious outlook from Florence. [Men.Style]
Back to The Well: More deals at Opening Ceremony. [Racked]
Legal Suit: Judge rules that prosecutor’s ascot, “borders on contemptuous,” a precedent soon to be employed in the case of Neckkerchief vs. State of Ohio. [Milwaukee Journal Sentinel]
Product Placement: Adrian Grenier pimps We Are the Superlative Conspiracy with the cryptic, “Remember… remember.” [TMZ]
Retrospective: 2007, the year tacky broke. [Electric Warrior]
Small Cap Investment: The Journal puts a “buy” order on the fedora. [WSJ]
Boy Toy: “How To Dress Like The Perfect Couple” by Christopher “Ashton” Kutcher. [Harper’s Bazaar]
“I Remember The First Time I Had Real Sex—I Still Have The Receipt”: Oh, Sebastian, you scalawag you. [GQ Style Guy]
Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.
So far Fashion Week has been pretty much of a disappointment sartorially; blame it on the morons who decided to hold the thing in the middle of February, when inclement weather dictates that one must choose comfort over style, like it or not. Still, we’ve seen a couple of standouts at the various shows and parties; first up, natty Nigel Barker, the London-born photographer and America’s Next Top Model judge, pictured here at the Betsey Johnson show with fashion maven Mary Alice Stephenson.
Leading Man: Sure, Daniel Day-Plainview may have drunk George Clooney’s milkshake last night, but with his shawl-collar tux and styled arm candy, Dr. Ross walked away with our award. [Observer]
Fit to Be Tied: Speaking of the Oscars, a few attendees, including Scientology’s unofficial co-pilot Ms. John Travolta, can’t manage a bow on their own. For shame. [Manolo for Men]
Sparkle, Sparkle: Dear Diablo Cody, remember that those snarky, insipid style critics have a job to do and tearing you apart is just part of it. It’s nothing personal. As far as we’re concerned, you’ll always be the second or third hottest former stripper to win for best script. [Beauty Fashion Life]
Hand Me Down: Adrian Grenier says vintage style is good for Mother Earth. Damned hippie. [Hoopla]
Watch out for Klingons: Ted Baker goes zoom! zap! bleep! bleep! in your underwear. [Retro to Go]
The White Pages: Social injustice, the class system and America’s yawning racial divide arrived bundled with P.C. Richards circulars this Sunday. [PSFK]
Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.
The cat in the hat here is usually found behind the seams, if you will, when it comes to MOTHs like Adrian Grenier and Nigel Barker.
So it’s nice to see dandified downtown tailor Duncan Quinn out and about himself for once. We spotted the bespoke Brahmin at a party for Tanqueray No. 10 and Elle magazine hosted by architect/designer Campion Platt the other night - which explains the odd choice of headgear.
