It’s a fair bet that you’ll be doing some traveling in the near future (’tis the season). And since time is precious, we’re here to help you navigate the perils of holiday travel—stylishly, of course—in this weeklong series we’re calling: Travel Week.
The other day we received a curious invitation to a 24-hour sleepover with promises of reading, writing, painting and pondering…
Naturally, we obliged, and ended up happening upon one of the most unusually spectacular scenes we’ve ever encountered: pajama-clad ballerinas draping doorways in calisthenics, jazz-fueled pillow fighting and the soft, familiar scent of whiskey and bedsheets.
Now that it’s spring, everything is abloom—even your local newsstands, thanks to the newest crop of magazines swathed in brightly colored menswear.
In other words: the April issues have arrived.
And in our grand tradition of taking the pulse of printed menswear journalism, we’ve thumbed through all of the highly glossy/flammable pages of the usual suspects to give you the rundown on the upcoming trends, recent cultural phenomena and the requisite amount of eye candy.
Last year we told you
about a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to acquire a world-class collection of
rare Scotch whiskies at a landmark Christie’s
sale. Now you can get the whole shebang in one bottle. It’s no ordinary fifth of
hooch however; called The Last Drop,
it carries a $2,000 pricetag and there’s an extremely limited supply.
70 different malt whiskies and 12 different grain whiskies, most from
distilleries no longer extant and all at least 48 years old (i.e. pre-1960), go into
this uber-blend bottled at cask strength. Of course with something like this
you may want to lock it away in the cellar for some extremely important
occasion, so the makers have thoughtfully included a miniature bottle gratis so you
can sample the goods without breaking into the principal. And if you can stop
there you’re a better man than I.
We know you’ve been meaning to acquire all sorts of esoteric Scotch knowledge so no one laughs anymore when you try to pronounce “Islay.” There’s a way to look like you know your way around the Inner Hebrides however without losing sleep over it. Compass Box, a no-nonsense artisanal Brit whiskymaker, bypasses the mumbo jumbo in favor of a simple statement expressing the character of the spirit: take our favorite from their core range, the smoked-out Peat Monster.
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