This week’s most stylish intel from our brothers-in-arms at UrbanDaddy.
The latest in our seasonal series on New York Fashion Week.
This weekend, Moncler blew the collective minds of a few hundred fashion folk with their use of robotics, opera singers and what could best be described as “fashion cases” by one editor.
As the pictures continue to roll in from Milan, we’ve been pleasantly surprised by the sensibility of it all. Demure backdrops of grays, full shows of clothes you’d wear without hesitation. It was quickly turning into an impeccably dressed snoozefest.
Until Thom Browne showed up for his Moncler Gamme Bleu presentation with a winter forest, a smoke machine and jousting poles—yes, there was jousting on the catwalk. As casual observers of the entire spectacle happening overseas, this is the kind of stuff we’ve been hoping for. Kilts be damned.
By all accounts and weather forecasts, it’s glove season just about everywhere in the Northern Hemisphere—even California has been seeing temps drop perilously close to “brisk.”
And your last line of defense against that bone-chilling frigidness: a good pair of finger-sweaters.
So we went ahead and surveyed all of the hand-sheltering options out there to help you find the right ones—and in our long tradition of telling you what your sartorial choices are saying about you, we’ve put together a handy guide.
It won’t be scarf weather for at least a couple months, but we doubt if you’ll find a better example than this one. Courtesy of Thom Browne (by way of Moncler Gamme Bleu), it manages to combine Mr. Browne’s trademark tweediness with a touch of alpine glamour—making it the rare scarf that plays equally well in Mayberry and Lucerne. The designer price tag is every bit as eye-popping as you’d expect…but we can still dream.
Pharrell can be grating, but he still manages a flash of brilliance from time to time. Like this. Or, more importantly, the item on the left.
To be fair, he had a lot of help from Moncler—who have a bit of experience with this sort of thing—but the basic conceit is unmistakeably his: a “pacifist” bulletproof jacket. Of course, it’s not exactly bulletproof. In fact, it bears a striking resemblance to a style of puffer vests currently making its way onto boutique shelves, but this one’s a little darker, a little stranger, and a whole lot more interesting thanks to the sinister undertones.
With the threat of winter already looming, it may be time to examine your footwear options. Galoshes are fine enough and by now you’re probably familiar with a few indestructible worker boots, but you may need something else to round out your options. Something a bit…puffier.
These Moncler slippers are a direct translation of their famous bubble coats into the world of footwear. That means they’re a little better suited for indoor lounging than outdoor trekking, but provided you don’t have more to do than fetch the paper, they should hold up just about perfectly.
And if you need to do a little trekking—you can always break out the boots.
This pic comes from Moncler’s S/S 2010 show at Milan’s Piscina Cozzi. Thom Browne organized the line and the event, continuing his string of somewhat megalomaniacal unveilings.
I, for one, welcome our new overlords.
*Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.*
We love the chunky tortoiseshell specs—they bring out the auteur in you. The rat fur epaulettes, not so much. The diamond earring—your call, brother. But seriously, what’s up with the rodent pelt? If PETA sees you in that thing it’ll really be *Mo’ Better Blues*, and you know how they like to hang around outside movie premieres with their little paint cans.
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