A garden variety style scrapbook compiled by a Dutch, classic menswear dilettante. It is about time I found a different
hobby. No look books, no brand or shop reviews, no WIWT, no pitti, just trite old shit I like. Inspiration, lots and lots of it.
I don’t like to promote brands or brand name products by naming them explicitly on this blog but sometimes you just can’t avoid it. When a brand name product becomes so successful, it is possible that brand name becomes synomous with an object/thing. Examples are martini (vermouth), a barbour (wax coat) topys (rubber soles), ipad (tablet computer), a burberry (trenchcoat or raincoat) and subject of this post’s video: gucci’s (bit loafers). All spelled with lower case first letter because the word refers to a product class rather than a brand. But I digress, let’s get back to the video… a pair of leather soled Gucci bit loafers with apron toe is polished in a way that is reminisant of the infamous GarraStyle shoe shine. If you ever want to buy a pair, buy it in black. Why black? Because other styles are a little bit less salonfähig. The same reason you only buy olive green Barbour coats and green Wellies. A classic case of ‘Waarom? Altijd zo geweescht’. And wear it sans socks!
"Except for the man who thought Sarphatistraat was the most beautiful place in Europe, I’ve never met anyone more peculiar than the Freeloader.
The Freeloader you found lying in your bed with his dirty shoes on when you came home late; the Freeloader who smoked your cigars and filled his pipe with your tobacco and burned your coal and peered into your cupboards and borrowed your money and wore out your shoes and took your coat when he had to go home in the rain. The Freeloader who always ordered in someone else’s name, who sat and drank jenever like a prince at the outdoor tables of the Hollandais on other people’s tabs, who borrowed umbrellas and never brought them back, who heated Bavink’s secondhand stove until it cracked, who wore his brother’s double collars and loaned out Appi’s books, and took trips abroad whenever he’d hit up his old man for money again, and wore suits he never paid for."
― Nescio, De Uitvreter, Titaantjes, Dichtertje, Mene Tekel (Translated as 'Amsterdam Stories')