Category: Scope

“Jesus. His coat has seen better days” a colleague murmured as we were flicking through some of the best captures of the biannual peacock-fest that is PittiUomo. It was somewhat…

“Pip pip” he would say as he skipped out of his Mayfair club ‘Drones’, tipping his fur felt trilby (probably from Bates) at his bemused chums. He would advance into…

“You can only be brought up with taste” a professional acquaintance of mine opined “despite what people think, you can’t buy it and you can’t learn it quickly. It takes…

This is a series of unhappy musings on the unfairness, unpleasantness and unsavoury aspects of menswear. The author is in a tender state when he creates these. Please have sympathy.…

When it comes to tailoring or ready to wear, Berluti isn’t exactly the first brand that comes to mind. “Shoes, isn’t it?” someone vaguely acquainted with the name correctly guessed.…

The Darwin The Darwin man is a serious soul. A ‘transport entrepreneur’ (he sells vintage tricycles to commuters) and a ‘professional mixologist’ (he runs a pop-up bar on the river),…

Winter sports are without doubt the most glamorous thing about the colder months. When your nose is running, and your pasty, dry skin is occasionally coloured beet red by a…

“Have you got any ressies?” someone asked me recently. “Ressies?” I winced. “Yea, you know resolutions. New Year’s. I’ve got a few. Need to go to the gym I joined…