Our double-breast-fest continues with this story I wrote for the current issue of The Rake. Not exactly Ivy-focused, but those with a general interest in menswear may enjoy it. Pictured above is Fred Astaire from “Funny Face,” in DB grey flannel suit with blue oxford buttondown and bit loafers, while below is me with ’80s hair and a heavy Tom Wolfe circa “Bonfire” influence. — CC
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Make Mine A Double
By Christian Chensvold
The Rake, issue 32
One of my more notorious contributions to the family photo album is a shot of me celebrating high school graduation in a double-breasted cream and tan checked silk sportcoat paired with a brown and white dot tie, looking every bit the preposterously precocious popppinjay. (Continue)
Since it first aired in 2007, “Mad Men” has been the point of origin of a nostalgic zeitgeist for all things mid-century. From hotels to haircuts, from two-inch ties to tiki bars, an infatuation with the so-called “Mad Men Era” has permeated fashion and design.
Now the trend may finally be reaching its inevitable end, at least according to Esquire Magazine. (Continue)
Longtime comment-leaver “Old School” is always sending us tidbits of info. His latest was in regards to the film “Kill Your Darlings,” which centers around the early days of the Beat Generation at Columbia University in 1944.
We thanked Old School and told him the material was intriguing, though we feared the homoerotic theme might freak out our more fuddy-duddy readers. Old School replied:
You’re probably right. Some readers of Ivy Style are even freaked out by bit loafers.
That wisecrack was enough to inspire us to go forth. So on to “Kill Your Darlings,” which stars a grown up Daniel Radcliffe, aka Harry Potter.
The Beat Generation has been part of the film zeitgeist for a while now. In “Howl” (2010), James Franco starred as Allen Ginsberg during the obscenity trials of the 1950s. In 2012, Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road” was adapted to film. The trailer for “Kill Your Darlings” casts the film as a bohemian, collegiate version of a Tom Ripley-style noir, exploring themes of obsession, love-triangles, and murder. There is also plenty of vintage eye candy in the form of tweed, knitwear and saddle shoes.
As the scion of a wealthy family, Lucian Carr (Dane DeHaan) looks as slick as a model in an ’80s Ralph Lauren shoot. With his well-coiffed blonde hair, saddle shoes, ascots and popped collars, he is a supremely self-confident counterpart to Daniel Radcliffe’s self-conscious, buttoned-down Ginsberg. Jack Kerouac (Ben Huston), a merchant mariner during this period, sports a nautical workwear look that is so de rigueur it barely registers as costume.
“Kill Your Darlings” saw a limited theatrical run in 2013, but will be released on DVD later this month. — ZD & CC (Continue)
You’ve probably seen the recent trailers for “Monuments Men,” in which George Clooney and Matt Damon play a special unit during World War II assigned with recovering works of art stolen by the Nazis.
The movie opened this weekend, though the rating at Rotten Tomatoes is rather low. If anyone’s seen it, let us know. I watch almost everything at home, but was thinking I’d see this one in the theater.
The movie is based on a true story, and many of the real Monuments Men were Ivy guys, such as Mason Hammond of Harvard, captured here later in life:
In other movie news, James Franco stars in “Maladies,” which was filmed a couple of years ago but just getting a release later next month. Franco plays a washed-up soap-opera star (rim shot — thank you very much), who decides to start writing. The movie is set in 1960s New York, and the trailer has Franco looking a trifle trad, in blue buttondown and what looks like knit tie. He’s pictured below in white butondown and matching shaving cream:
And here’s the trailer:
Philip Seymour Hoffman, who plays the WASPy Ivy jerk Freddie Miles in “The Talented Mr. Ripley,” was found dead today of an apparent drug overdose.
I’d been out all afternoon and heard the news while shooting the breeze at the neighborhood wine shop.
“Ripley” is one of my favorite movies. I watch it at least once a year. I was crushed when its director, Anthony Minghella, died a few years ago, as he also made “The English Patient,” another one of my favorite films. I wondered how many great movies I’d be missing because of the loss.
But the gifted actor Hoffman has apparently died of a drug overdose, and my reaction was quite different. It was the first time in my life I recall feeling angry at the loss of a celebrity — and I mean angry at the celebrity himself. — CC