When I’m not working for the man, or on the blog, I occasionally find the time to read real life proper physical publications. My literature of choice tends to be centred around the common themes of menswear and music, preferably written in a style that I find to be both informative and mildly amusing. This book by Mitchel Beazley entitled ‘Socks – The Rule Book’ is certainly not the latter. However, any blokes who appreciate well-made hosiery (which is most these days) will find this book contains some…
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… that multi-coloured Fair Isle Cardigan they did a few years ago? Remember it? It was one of those shawl cardies that I’d nearly always avoid, yet this one was fucking ace and had a mad striped fairisle pattern with…
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Still need to burn off those Wispa Easter Eggs you polished off over the bank holiday weekend? Then here’s the motivation you’ve been searching for; Do some exercise you shithouse; enter a half-marathon and raise £500 for Barnardo’s;…
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Nothing says spring like a lad who’s been off his lips all weekend sat on a stool holding a bunch of knackered fressia’s. Still, his garms look well in an urban, angsty, alt-rock sort of way. Such lookbooks like…
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I’m totally on board with getting old, it’s an inevitability that simply must be embraced. Fail to accept your maturing exterior and you could well look like Francis Rossi by the time pension age is reached, which is enough put anyone off their…
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A wallet can say a lot about a chaps constitution, in many cases more than the actual contents housed within. Unless of course the contents include half an ounce of whizz and a blockbuster…
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Putting common idiomatic expressions to one side for a moment, here’s something which has undoubtedly been on every mans wish list since the beginning of time. And no it’s not one of those Nigel…