A wave of designers ups the sportswear game from Golden State-standard board shorts to refined garments that marry classic forms with a breezy street aesthetic.
As New Yorkers contemplate the seasonal ritual of upending our closets and pulling out our best cool-weather looks, men in need of some fall staples need only look to one of the city’s finest arbiters of good taste, Michael Kors, for a little inspiration. The renowned New York designer’s fall menswear collection contains pretty much everything we’ve come to love from him — a classically restrained color palette (smoky grays, creamy camels, an arsenal of basic blacks), luxe flourishes (alpaca knits, cashmere, calf hair and soft leather) and an always erudite take on classic staples like peacoats, cardigans and an array of multi-functional bags.
I wrote about Vamp as part of As Much as I Can, As Black as I Am: The Queer History of Grace Jones by Barry Walters.
Grace Jones fascinated me at a young age (seeing her as a kid while watching Conan the Destroyer with my dad both scared and excited me), but I didn’t become obsessed with her until seeing the movie Vamp at a sleepover in 1986. In the film, Jones plays Queen Katrina, a wicked vampiress running a strip club somewhere in Kansas (naturally). She makes her first on-screen appearance nude, save for a red bob wig and full body paint, doing a seductive dance that is as bizarre as it is weirdly erotic. At the time I didn’t really know much about her music (I was 11 years old and lived on a farm) nor could I appreciate that her body paint and the chair upon which she writhes were done by Keith Haring. The film is glorious ‘80s trash of the highest order, but Jones manages to transform the whole thing into high art by virtue of simply being there and, even though she’s playing the undead, sort of just being herself—beautiful, artful, exotic, and frighteningly wild.