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Welcome to Rugged/Refined! I'm struggling to find/perfect my voice but what a fitting day to begin. One inherently oozing with machismo, brutish sport, and tradition.
I have never been overly concerned with sports. I am an avid runner, golf hopeful and lacrosse fan but on the whole I never put much energy into passionately following a team... I am a sports loner. But there is something to the Super Bowl. I watched, I imbibed, I cheered and in the end I felt defeated by a team I know little to nothing about. Maybe next year Peyton.
While many thought about football from sunrise to sunset, I took a slightly different approach. In an attempt to combat the clownish attire of the commentators and the hot wing stained T-shirts that crowded the bars, I decided to interject a little refinement into my day and take in a movie - A Single Man - to keep the balance. The Tom Ford written and directed piece is visually stunning, with a hauntingly endearing storyline, impeccable 60s attire, inspired architectural beauty and a vintage Mercedes that made me shiver with envy... and I could usually care less about cars. Besides the flawless style, I was most taken with the interplay of color that Ford used to seemingly denote emotion. A washed and frigid blue cast hovered over Colin Firth, while those things that reminded him of the beauty of life were saturated in warm tones and vibrant color. It is evident that Ford poured over every minute detail to create this film. Tom Ford has always been the pinnacle of menswear design in my eyes. This movie confirms that his creative mind expands well past the likes of patterns and fabrics. I highly recommend a visit to the theater or at the very least an addition to the Netflix queue in a few months.
I knew going into the film that the Tom Ford suits would be precisely tailored. I knew there would be slim ties, razor sharp pocket squares and crisp white, French cuff shirts (laundered, pressed and packaged in a drawer). Having obsessed over Mad Men, this was a given in 1962. A scene at the home of Julianne Moore's character, Charley, is the highlight of style in the film. Firth is dripping in 60s swagger - contoured suit, Rat Pack cuffs, open collar shirt... coupled with a dashing dame and a glass of scotch, he is the embodiment of classic cool. I could honestly go on for days about the wardrobe in this film, but there is plenty of time to circle back in future posts.
Colin Firth and Julianne Moore enjoy a night in, but still dressed to the nines.
image: movies.ign.com
A pleasant surprise (other than the Mercedes), were the glasses. Seen above in the movie poster, Colin Firth's character owned those thick plastic frames! It takes confidence and a certain charisma to pull off chunky specs... and a larger frame face doesn't hurt either. I was unable to find the exact maker of the ones used in the film but the glasses remind me of a pair of Moscot frames that I came across in my own quest to find eyewear early last year. Moscot is a New York institution and home to some of the most classic designs to grace a face. But more on them another time, good reader.
.. it's late and the scotch runneth low.
A classic pair of glasses. Ones the most certainly make a lasting statement about the wearer.
image: Moscot Hyman
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