It’s a fair bet that you’ll be doing some traveling in the near future (’tis the season). And since time is precious, we’re here to help you navigate the perils of holiday travel—stylishly, of course—in this weeklong series we’re calling: Travel Week.
This note recently arrived in the Kempt inbox, timed for a February getaway:
I am looking for a leather or canvas traveling roller bag. Enough to fit a decent wardrobe. My J&M is falling apart and I wanted something with style. Any suggestions?
It’s a simple question, but a tough one. We prefer to stay far away from roller bags—just as we prefer to travel by convertible, bullet train or hydrofoil—but life is not always as we’d like it to be. Sometimes you need to leave your weekender bag at home in favor of something that fits in an overhead compartment and doesn’t strain your shoulder.
Handsomeness usually comes in a distant third, but it doesn’t have to. At least, not if you’re buying the right bag...
It was the crown jewel of aircrafts from the moment it lifted off in 1976 until its sudden, catastrophic extinction 27 years later. The Concorde.
On the outside: a supersonic, transatlantic rocket ship with four Rolls-Royce engines cruising along the outermost layer of the earth’s atmosphere at Mach 2. On the inside: the last of the 1960s’ international jetsetters and the wealthiest of the 1980s’ Wall Street tycoons sipping champagne and moving twice as fast as everyone else in the world. “You can be in London at 10am and in New York at 10am,” said Sir David Frost, a Concorde regular. “I have never found another way of being in two places at once.”