Rise and Shine: The clever gents at Esquire have come up with a new interview series entitled “Wake Up Next To...” starring the likes of Erin Wasson, Grace Potter and Ms. Ishibashi. [Esquire]
In Country: The latest episode of Put This On takes us to the heart of dandy-ism: London. [PTO]
Pitti Party: Gentlemen, it has begun. The weeklong fever dream of double-breasteds, pocket squares and uncanny peacocking that is Pitti Uomo is here. And GQ has the first set of pics from Tommy Ton. [GQ]
Great News: A burrito-constructing robot is in the works. Start saving now. [NOTCOT]
You’ve seen the videos. You’ve heard the news. We’ve finally mastered the art of the phone-sized flying robot, and they’re doing everything from dancing to playing the James Bond theme. Naturally, you’ve got one question and one question alone: how do I get my hands on one?
The bad news is, the copters in question come from a university lab in Philadelphia, and they aren’t exactly in the retail business. But after a little digging, we’ve found a few ways to buy the next best thing.
Here’s how it works: Instead of relying on simple sizing, you’ll input a tailor’s slate of measurements—including oft-overlooked numbers like neck circumference and the distance from the wrist to the back of the neck—and fit.me will adjust the mannequin accordingly.
So when you want to see that polo on a torso shaped exactly like yours, the eCommerce will have the perfect picture at the ready. (The curious can try it out on the site.) It hasn’t landed at any shops just yet, but we’d guess it’s only a matter of time.
It’s an ironclad law: You can never have too many robots.
This creaky fellow comes from the workshop of one Gordon Bennett, inspired by a large heap of recycled metal work and an unhealthy preoccupation with 50s sci-fi. He might look familiar from a Paul Smith window display or two (apparently they’ve got a hidden sartorial flair), but now that they’re out of residency, you can actually walk away with one of them.
No word yet on whether they’ll do your bidding, but we have to assume the answer is yes.
There are plenty of robots around these days but—if this guy is any judge—they don’t quite have the musical gist.
Which is why we’re partial to this Tengu Black. Sure, you don’t need a tiny USB device mouthing the words to whatever songs you’re playing—or, if you’re tech-savvy enough, your voicemail messages—but it’s a good sort of thing to have around.
As of this week, you can pick one up in sleek black instead of Apple-ready monolith white, which makes us even more intrigued, but it doesn’t quite answer the question…who buys these things?