If it hasn’t begun already, it will soon...
With wedding season ramping up, you’ll be facing a flood of invitations with curious themes—perhaps one embossed with a vintage buggy, another sporting bow ties and palm trees, yet another fashioned as a postcard from the Victorian era. But what does it all mean?
Ah, we can feel the love in the air. And the heat. ’Tis the season.
Summer wedding season, that is. Which means you’ve probably got a few RSVPs to attend to, stat. Next order of business: what to wear. It’s a tricky situation, balancing the unrelenting summer heat with the level of decorum required of a wedding. But that’s why we’re here to help, with:
Memorial Day might have marked the unofficial start of summer, but since the real deal doesn’t start till later this month, there’s still plenty of time to get prepared.
And these newly minted June issues won’t let you forget it for a second.
Likewise, in our grand tradition of surveying the broader field of menswear journalism, we’ve thumbed through this month’s crop of printed swimwear, whites, lightweight fabrics and otherwise uncategorized eye candy, just for you. You know, in anticipation.
The wedding toast. A time for tears, a time for laughter... a time when that drunk cousin is given a microphone and free rein to ruin a lovely evening. To ensure you’re not that cousin, our team of glass-raising aficionados has laid out some tips. Standing ovation not included.
Pictures of the Timberlake-Biel nuptials that went down in Italy about a week ago hit the newsstands today, and we’ve got to hand it to the guy—he cleans up well and married a very attractive lady. (That’s Kempt Man of the Hour material.)
The key was his tuxedo (a custom job from Tom Ford). It was a peak lapel, tipped in grosgrain and cut with a trim fit with some wiggle room that we’ll assume had the dance floor in mind, not the mid-photo-shoot jumping. He also went the extra mile with the studded shirt buttons, which is always a classy touch.
All in all, not a bad way to spend a long weekend in Italy.
Any day that sees you marrying Kate Moss is bound to be a good day.
But this past Friday, the Kills’ Jamie Hince took it one step further by joining the crowded pantheon of well-dressed rock ‘n’ roll grooms.
Instead of a tux, he opted for a powder blue double-breaster from YSL, the middle ground between Parisian chic and 80s prom. It’s sharp, but just skuzzy enough to leave his punk cred untouched—like something Mick Jagger would have worn. Throw on aviators for extra swagger, and he’s managed the impossible: getting married without settling down.