No, Jude Law didn’t manage to sneak his way into the Royal Box at Wimbledon today...
The man next to Pippa is the one Middleton who doesn’t get much shine on this side of the pond: their brother, James.
But with the combination of that beard and blogger-blue suit, he just might be the next style icon to emerge from the royal set. It’s as good as anything you’re seeing from Paris and Milan right now, and he’s just going about his business. Which includes hobnobbing with the likes of Lady Mary Crawley. He finished the mostly blue palette with a pair of dark suede lace-ups and that burgundy tie. Not a bad look to crib for the many public appearances you’ll be making this summer.
Perfectly timed for the first leg of the Davis Cup (which kicked off this weekend), the racquet-centric folks at Boast have just unveiled a Wimbledon-white tipped V-neck tennis sweater. Sure, on first glance it’s got “spring” written all over it, but it’s woven with baby alpaca wool—which means you can wear it right now.
After a 77-year rift, Andy Murray brought the golden chalice of Wimbledon victory home to the UK, sweeping the men’s final in three sets against Novak Djokovic.
He took to the Wimbledon Champions Ball last night dressing the part. Both he and longtime girlfriend Kim Sears were head-to-toe in Burberry. Murray kept to high-and-tight British tradition, donning a satin-lapel tuxedo and patent leather ceremonial shoes.
For this, we’re bestowing the honor of Kempt’s Man of the Hour, which we’re sure is the real highlight in becoming a national hero and tennis legend.
There’s a special place in our hearts for when sartorial tradition finds its way into sport.
And with Wimbledon kicking off today, we have to mention our favorite: Wimbledon’s requirement to wear white. (A close second: the Masters’ green jacket.)
The rule has been in effect for as long as anyone can remember, but it was codified in the ’60s with a few extra guidelines requiring “almost entirely white” with exceptions for “a preference to pastel” and other minute deviations. For the most part, players are following the guidelines to this day—it’s up to the match referee to make the final call on decorum. And it’s made for quite the handsome array of on-court style over the years.
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.
Playing the Field: Valet rounds up your summer options for field watches at prices all under three figures—which should leave you room to pick up a few different NATO straps for variety’s sake. [Valet]
Living Glare-Free: It’s a well-documented fact that e-readers aren’t suitable for the outdoors, so Gear Patrol rounded up a dozen paperbacks to get you through your beach weekends. [Gear Patrol]
Break Point: The harrowing tale of an intrepid American sportswriter dispatched to cover Wimbledon and the blundering, the spiders, the yelling McEnroes and the existential security guards he’s encountered thus far. [Grantland]
Today in Breaking #Menswear News: Duckie Brown has a Tumblr. And, as expected, it’s awesome. [Duckie Brown Journal]
As Wimbledon draws to a close, we’re ready to call style winners. And while we won’t bore you with another rant about how they all dressed better in the 20s, we will say this: the best-dressed gentleman of the evening was not to be found on the court. Or at least, not at ground level…
No, our favorite outfit of the tournament came from the chair umpires. (Unlike the rest of us, they actually have an excuse for wearing a piped jacket.) The clothes come courtesy of Polo Ralph Lauren, but the look comes from hundreds of years of British lawn games, from croquet to, well, grass court tennis. The master stroke is matching his cream colored sneakers and pants, and keeping both blessedly free of grass stains.
Looking sharp is all the more important since the Cyclops system has made him largely decorative. Now that a computer’s making the hard calls, this gentleman’s main purpose is to sit above the net and look pretty. By our lights, he did a great job.