Men’s fashion maven G. Bruce Boyer advises that any man aiming for elegance should choose his own sartorial trademark. For Boyer, it is wearing only suede shoes. Izzy was reminded of his bold individual style upon finding these svelte suede shoes from Givenchy, which fall somewhere between business and casual.
According to Mongolian lore, its folk wrestlers dress like this is to ensure that each contestant is male. But Izzy supposes that they may simply be making up for not having any cheerleaders.
Giorgio Armani has thrown down the taupe gauntlet by attacking Savile Row, which he intends to challenge with a new couture line for men called Fatto A Mano Su Misura (hand-made to measure). According to the Times of London, the fan of baggy jeans (seen above in children’s playclothes) mocked the Row as “a bad English comedy,” stuck in the past, and run by men of “limited mentality.”
He further declared, “Men need couture just as women do—something made exclusively for them to define their social position.” If you believe that, please go ahead and order one of his couture suits, which begin at 5,000 pounds.
Bullock & Jones, the San Francisco haberdasher with a history extending back to 1853, has long been known for skillfully combining classic style with contemporary fashion. Izzy would not have thought it was possible to bring life to the tired look of jeans, but this unusual pair from them would appear to prove otherwise.
Since The Manolo is busy gallivanting around the country, Izzy feels it is his duty to inform readers of this report from the New York Post:
“Baywatch” star David Hasselhoff was barred from Wimbledon because he was “steaming drunk,” reports The London Sun. He had a series of clashes with security staff, who would not let him in because he didn’t have a ticket. Hasselhoff, 53, who’s had a long battle with booze, had his arm in a brace and yelled: “You should let me in. Do you know who I am? I’m the Hoff!”
Even more alarming than the story itself is the accompanying photo of the makeup-less Hoff.
All of those days filming in the beach sun have clearly taken their toll.
For the longest time, it was torture for Izzy to wear cheap flip-flops when heading to the beach. The “thong” between his toes would jam and chafe, while his heel would ache from the lack of cushioning. One day, however, a friend introduced him to flip-flops made by Reef, a life-changing moment. Thanks to their soft uppers and anatomically correct, well-padded footbed, Izzy was suddenly delighted to walk miles and miles on the boardwalk in his flip-flops. He cannot commend them to you more strongly.
Reefs may not be cheap, but don’t forget the old saying: You’re only as happy as your feet.
