How Many Ties Is Too Many?
It used to be a running joke: I owned 77 ties. According to my girlfriend (now wife), that was too many for a 27-year-old to own. Ever since then (nine years ago), I’ve stopped counting – mostly out of fear of coming clean with my wife – but I would bet my life that number has climbed. But really, how many ties is too many?
A Summer-Weight Blazer Cures All Woes
Four years ago, I was having a bad day. (While I won’t go into details, the fact that I can remember the circumstances many years later is an indication of just how bad.) I’m not sure how I decided this – maybe I had something to return? – but I found myself at Suitsupply.
Having a Florist on Speed Dial
In my fourth decade, I’ve finally realized one of the true hacks of manhood: having a florist on speed dial.
The Case for a Wood-Burning Fireplace
When looking for a new home, we all have a list of our “must haves”. For some, it’s an open-concept living room. For others, a kitchen with lots of counterspace or a location that’s a short walk to public transportation, good schools or hip bars and restaurants. For me – as odd as it may seem for someone who’s lived in large cities all his life – it’s a wood-burning fireplace.
The Four Seasons St. Petersburg
Staying at the Four Seasons anywhere is (for all but the wealthiest) a privileged treat and while the brand is consistent across the world, certain properties – whether due to architecture, management, or the local neighborhood – are better than others. And it’s hard to imagine many surpassing the elegance and beauty of the Four Seasons St. Petersburg where a stay harkens the great Amor Towel’s novel A Gentleman in Moscow in which a life of “house arrest” actually seems enviable within a glamourous and opulent hotel.
The Greatest Jazz Album Ever Made
While I’m in no way an expert on jazz, I’ve been listening to the genre for over two decades, ever since my godfather gifted me “Kind of Blue”, Miles Davis’ infamous album, for my thirteenth birthday. And, 23 years later, that album still stands as my favorite jazz album ever made, one of the greatest in the world as a Google search quickly proves.
The Mecca of Bourbon Distilleries
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The Night I Fell in Love with Bourbon
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Sweater Weather
The signs are everywhere. The mercury in the thermometer dips below 65° F (that’s 18° C for all our non-American gents), the leaves start to lose their chlorophyll and turn rich shades of orange and amber, the sun sets sooner and, of course, the pumpkin spice latte becomes a Starbucks best seller again.
The Art of a Gift
This story originally appeared on the Gents Cafe Newsletter. You can subscribe here. On my birthday in July…