Sometimes it’s hard to believe that the literary lion-in-winter that is Tom Wolfe hasn’t been a dapper octogenarian his entire life. So on the occasion of his new book Back to Blood releasing today, Vanity Fair previewed an excerpt and dug up a photo of him from nearly 50 years ago (1966)—and he, miraculously, is wearing the same exact white three-piece suit he’s never seen without (we’re convinced he even sleeps in it). It’s a testament to having an unwavering sense of personal style—and to sticking with what works. It’s still working, sir. Bravo.
Vegas has had a tough couple of years, but it’s still a leading contender for the most interesting place in America…and it still makes for some great pictures. This one shows Interstate 15, just outside the city, and it comes from Strip Search, a photographic journey through everything Vegas has to offer, from pink Cadillacs to packed boxing arenas.
More importantly, it’s got a reprint of one of the best essays ever written about the city, Tom Wolfe’s early-60s opus, “Las Vegas (What?) Las Vegas (Can't hear you! Too noisy) Las Vegas!!!!”—you know, the one that begins with a paragraph-long repetition of the word “hernia.” You can read part of it here if you’re intrigued, or just wait for the book in full.
Yoo Hoo: An interview with Hyden Yoo, including his take on being the only designer to have eaten bugs to get where he is. [Valet Mag]
Glory Days: Esquire sidles up to the bar, orders a double bourbon, and reminisces about the good old days…by reprinting its seven best stories, including entries from Norman Mailer, Tom Wolfe, and Gay Talese. [Esquire]
With summer in full force, you may be looking for lightweight suits. Aside from the Wolfen white suit, your choices are mostly going to depend on your knowledge of the fabrics involved.
In that vein, allow us to repeat a bit of wisdom from A Suitable Wardrobe. Instead of putting stock in the weight of a fabric, you might do better paying attention to the weave. Woven properly, even heavy cloth can be allowed to breathe. Summer fabrics are likely to have “fresco” in the name, or something similarly breezy-sounding, and they can be made heavy enough to avoid too much flapping.
Here we have a topping triumvirate to be reckoned with: *haute* hotelier Andre Balazs, literary lion Tom Wolfe, and dapper designer David Chu. Wolfe is of course a style icon of long standing, but the other two are no slouches in the dressing department either. In fact it's rare to see three of the nattiest types in town across such a broad spectrum having a tête-à-tête.
The Man in White may have been robbed of his rightful place on *GQ*'s “50 Most Stylish Men of the Past 50 Years” list, but his new book deal will buy a lot of consolation trips to the tailor. Tom Wolfe just pocketed nearly $7 mil in advance money for his next novel, *Back to Blood*, about "class, family, wealth, race, crime, sex, corruption, and ambition in Miami, the city where America's future has arrived first."
If you want to defend your precarious position as the né plus ultra of men's fashion rags, you should put a little more effort into features like “The 50 Most Stylish Men of the Past 50 Years.” Specifically, how in god's name could you leave out Tom Wolfe? Not to mention Andy Warhol, Frank Sinatra, Johnny Cash…