A few months back i asked a friend to write on my website. we share similar sentiments and values.
This isn’t some year in review or any of that, although we are at the cusp of what we can collectively consider a new year, and so, in the final days of 2010, spaceship earth continues to rotate around a massive ball of photons, hence, life goes on, and it’s strange inhabitants scurry along the surface of the giant rock benevolently floating in ether, in search of purpose, meaning and maybe some cut of celebrity-ism, bombarded with imagery, subsequently illusion, creating a landscape that is now a place in which “fashion”, is almost, all there is. In the spirit of keeping up with the times and staying in fashion, we could also collectively consider this site a “fashion blog” as the presentation reflects that of other popular media formatted in this way, we all have our limitations I suppose, but what’s exceptional about Mister Mort, is that, the subjects are often of an idiosyncratic nature, and the selections have the brevity and candor akin to that of journalistic photography. I would say that, this site is less about fashion and more about the mantra; “The clothes don’t make the man, but the man makes the clothes”, which leads us to my next inquiry; how does one make his or her own clothes? Figuratively speaking, of course, unless you are in fact, literally making, tailoring, designing, creating clothes as a craft and that is what you do. I suppose the real question is then; what is it, YOU do? Where in a society of spectacle, the commodity completes its colonization of social life and human beings, have gone from human being, to human doing, to merely just, human appearing, as an image, just an image, posing, fronting, or however you’d like to characterize it…which leads me to think that the resurgence of “work wear” and other industrial age trends, from steam punk to sailor, dream hunk to player, and the myriads of blue collar themes, of the recent past, like that of fashions longtime Kierkegaardian love affair with military uniforms, was only a didactic longing for actually “working” or to take on the appearance of having done work, the appearance of “doing” or having all the indicators of belonging to a unit that does something, which is worn like a prosthetic limb and that suffers from ghost sensations of a now amputated existence. Where masculine motifs are worn like dad’s old moth eaten chesterfield, out of place, oversized and useless. Mister Mort has informed me that this site has near 10,000 visits a day and I can only imagine how many other blogs you loyal viewers must visit and how all these sites operate a lot like corporate entities, that are pipelining product through Edward Beranays-ian propaganda and mass media manipulation tactics, that wave slogans with oxymoronic messages of individualism achieved through consumption, paradoxically, pushing a product, that’s very existence depends on millions, to join the herd and buy in. In an environment where culture is god and fashion, one of it’s many equalizers, blogs operate like cultish paganism in the midst of a collapsing Rome, complete with idols and slightly mutating iconography, all just bastardizations of the descending inherent hierarchy. Instructions by plebes on how to better serve the court, these bloggers and their blogs are set up like gypsy merchant tents littered outside the Vatican, in a cacophony of chaotic chatter, peddling ideas about what to look for, where to find it, what to stay away from, what could cause you social castration or elicit the praise of your peers, and all for a little social currency in hopes of being plucked from their own anonymity and placed within the colossal churning wheel of celebrity, however meager it may be. There aren’t any distilling trends, just ever more confusion in a sea of information. In the words of the late great Terence McKenna, “culture is not your friend” and I would suggest as a New Year’s resolution, if being resolute is what you’re after, I urge you to dead your engagement with blogs, especially the fashion ones and mass media culture in general for that matter, create your own culture, and if work and the satisfaction of having done work is what you really desire, not the short-cut crack sublimation, through only appearing as if having done something; work, I say, actually “do” something, besides hold a wage job that confines you to a station of vicarious individualism achieved through consumerism, becoming ever more apart of the very fabric that you’re trying to cut away from. Don’t obsess over getting the right boots, but make the boots you have on right. As a true act of individualism, be an individual and stop following the pack. Wear the clothes, don't let them wear you.
as you can probably tell, i like the belts alot. That there is a monkey sitting on a scale, upset (its that last hole.)
Matt Singer and I used to work together b in the d so I was excited and a tiny bit proud to see he finally launched his own line. We got together recently and he showed me some of his work— long sleeve and short sleeve shirts in two-ply cotton oxford oxford cloth, some sturdy cotton canvas bags, and a crazy assortment of accessories—cotton canvas and suede belts, woven bookmarks, glass ashtrays, tie-dye leather lighter covers, and an eyewear project with Selima and the Thing Quarterly. What I like about Matt ‘s work is his mix of storytelling with design. His work has a distinctly American viewpoint but its feels fresh somehow. Whenever I see Matt he’s wearing something from the wrong season, a salmon colored belt in winter, but it works. The quality of the shirts is spot on, made in the U.S.A. The canvas brief has that elegant simplicity you find in old Longchamp bags. His website also has an interesting selection of short films for sale, a collection of vintage watches and there is a book section that he puts together with Idlewild Books. mattsinger.net
I loved this movie. Mostly because there are so many great double breasted looks. Everytime I feel like posting something like this, open and available to all to see, I second guess myself and google it. The Trad and focus on style and a bunch of others have covered these fantastic holiday windows at the Bergdorf Mens store. The picture is not even a holiday film... just love the wide wale double breasted corduroy suit, the gry chalk striped db suit and the camel hair db overcoat...
This salmon colored anorak from WWII surprisingly wasn't snatched up by anyone ! This is one of the best Brooks Brothers shirts I have ever seen. I already own a few variations of this shirt by them, but thats not why I didnt buy it. I was beaten to it by the boys who were shopping for Ralph Lauren inspiration. I felt better when i saw that it was priced at $145. To make it worse, it was 14.5 (my size) and if all goes as it should, will be seen in a Rugby store near you. We can only hope and pray it wont be embroidered with skulls and flags all over it. These dealers make it way too easy, I cant blame these designers for not bothering to really dig, wether it be on ebay or our nations thrift shops. And by thrift shops, I dont mean WCGA or Stock.. I really liked the pockets on this guys pants and sweatshirt. Interesting how its not a full zip. Cant tell whats going on with the bottom of his pants, were they cut short? gathered? dont know, but they look good! His bag was super cool as well, but this is all you're getting. I like this shot of jewelry designer Phillip Crangi "shopping" in his green cuffed pants and green rod lavers Dude from 45 RPM shoping.. I love sweatpants, I dont own a pair but have always wanted a pair. I really like how he paired them with rust New Balance, a flannel shirt and down vest ! Here with a trophy purchase ! I was watching forever to see who would become the lucky owner of this stripe painted oar. Not sure if you can tell from this photo, but this man here is in all classics- barracuda drizzler, smedley knit, oxford shirt, dungarees and moccasins. I love a chamois shirt. Have never seen an orange one. Great way to layer in the winter and I find they especially come in handy in the Spring time. Check out his monocle. And as if the orange isnt enough, Check out this turquoise one. I saw this fella carrying this here horse and asked if I could photograph it, He paid $400 and was "told" it was Pendleton. I didnt see a label anywhere, there was a tag on its tush, didnt say Pendleton or any company, just fabric contents and made in taiwan i believe. I hope it was at least made using Pendleton fabric but Ill never be sure.. Cool piece none the less.some more color out there in the fields. Below are some personal scores