Hey, remember August? Well, August was a damn good month here on Kempt. And while it might have felt like it just flew by in a summer-fleeting, scotch-scented blur, we’d like to take a moment to remember some of the more handsome moments we shared. So we’re firing up the Kempt DeLorean and taking a quick drive down recent-memory lane in this month-ending recap we like to call...
August is usually a deathly slow news month, but thus far it’s already being filled with senatorial infidelity, a steady stream of Olympians, and an all-out war. All of which means that we’ve missed out on the important filler stories that usually fill up this wonderful month.
Each year, the judges choose the worst opening sentence to a novel and present it to the world, relieving the crushing burden of finding something to report in the middle of August. Of course, this year, as the judges note, “it appears that many newspapers have allowed themselves to be distracted by a large athletic contest being staged somewhere in Asia.”
Cinema Society swell Andrew Saffir makes his second MOTH appearance here at the screening of 9/11 flick *August* at the Soho Grand the other night.
Once again the natty social butterfly donned a dapper hacking-style jacket from downtown dandy depot Lord Willy's, which is quietly clothing some of the best dressed men in town. This number is summer-weight navy blue cotton with subtle grosgrain trim, a ticket pocket, contrast stitching on the buttonholes and a turquoise lining.