And while it’s not quite snow boot season just yet, you’re still going to want to keep your tootsies as toasty as possible. Preferably in a pair of socks befitting the shell cordovan and gray flannel they’ll accompany on your way into the office and otherwise.
If you can’t quite put your finger on why things are feeling more wintry on Kempt all of a sudden, we’d like to direct your attention to our left column.
Because we’ve just updated our must-haves with a fresh crop of seasonal necessities. We’ve got you covered on everything for outfitting yourself, your walls and your state of mind (a few might require a little creativity). But most of all, they’re here to serve as inspiration for the colder months to come.
A. It also rises. B. It luxuriates somewhere in the middle. C. It falls.
Hopefully you didn’t need to consult a textbook for that one. But the point is that, as a matter of physics, this season’s ever-present chill is going to try to weasel its way into whatever part of you is closest to the ground. And since 97.2% of the time that’s going to be your feet, we believe an upgrade to their first line of defense is certainly in order.
Every Wednesday from here on out, we’re giving you a piece of our minds. Actually, more like five pieces. It’s a chance to get a deeper look into what makes the minds behind Kempt tick—you know, beyond the usual Internet handsomeness we’re serving up daily. So, welcome to our most personal weekly feature: The Kempt Five.
Every Wednesday from here on out, we’re giving you a piece of our minds. Actually, more like five pieces. It’s a chance to get a deeper look into what makes the minds behind Kempt tick—you know, beyond the usual Internet handsomeness we’re serving up daily. So welcome to our most personal weekly feature: The Kempt Five.
In this heat, you should be taking every opportunity you get to go sockless.
And chances are, by now you’ve already logged more than a few (hundred) barefoot hours in your loafers, plimsolls or boat shoes. But here’s the rub: it’s only a matter of time before the sweatiness catches up to you.
Our comrades-in-style over at UrbanDaddy Perks are turning your $100 into $150 worth of buying power at our favorite new menswear webshop, Wittmore—and thanks to a fortuitous year-end sale still in effect, your dollars are going to stretch even further. To mark the occasion, we thought we’d help you figure out the best way to spend that windfall of cash. So we took that magic number of $150 and filled up a cart with shirts, blazers and/or more, supermarket-sweep-style. Three times, each to dapper effect.
That’s My Bag: Ghurka is photographing the contents of the bags of dapper gentlemen—and finds some surprises from a buttoned-up black-tie type: boxing gloves, poker chips and shotgun shells. [Driven] Get Socked: The case for relegating your holiday-patterned goodness to your feet, in the form of Fair Isle socks. [Valet] Barneys Rubble: An in-depth profile of shopping institution Barneys New York and the man who decided to buy it. [NY Times] Croc to the Future: As the 80th anniversary of their iconic crocodile approaches, Lacoste celebrates with this whimsical video. [Esquire]
We may have found the only pair of socks that you could wear with a proper pair of shoes and a suit or take a five-mile jog in.
They’re Falke’s Run Socks, and the C’H’C’M’ shop has got a restock of them just in time for any semiformal action you might be getting yourself into this time of year. Here’s what else you should know about them.
The Story: Falke has been making some good-looking performance socks for some time now—with ergonomic footbeds and nonslip heels. But these don’t stop at the ankle like most. They follow the form of a dress sock by rising to the calf. And the navy mélange would look right at home between a charcoal trouser hem and tobacco cap-toes. (Or running shorts and Nikes.)
Who to Channel: A very dapper Steve Prefontaine—but ease up on the running before your feet begin to bleed, you don’t want to ruin these socks.
When to Wear It: Any day you’re planning on going jogging or putting some extra mileage on your wingtips. (Or anticipating a meeting that could break into a game of two-hand touch.)
Degree of Difficulty: They’re socks. Don’t overthink it.
It’s become a time-honored tradition for a son to give his father a token of appreciation on the third Sunday of June.
In our experience, it really is the thought that counts—whether it’s a card, a bottle of fine cognac or a steak dinner (every dad likes to celebrate differently.) But should you be feeling an extraordinary urge to lavish dear old Dad this year, we cut through all the noise (and Nooks) to help you figure out where to focus your attention—ranging from the gents at GQ to the ladies at DailyCandy to the geeks at Wired. It’s enough gadgetry, machinery and sockery to need a guide just to get through all of these gift guides...
Not to belabor the point, but it’s still spring. Hence, we’re not into the sockless, throw-caution-to-the-warm-breeze weather quite yet. Odds are, you’re still spending some time in socks, but much like you’ve done with your sweaters, you should be ditching the wool for lighter, airier cotton knits. So we dug up the six finest cotton-blended specimens on the market right now, ranging from outrageously colorful to Breton-striped to linen-woven.