New from CB2, biker gang consisting of Wagner, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Bach and Tchaikovsky. From Brooklyn artist Jason Laurits, limited edition, $149. (Click here if headline reference is too obscure.)
In addition to “Mortdecai,” there’s another current movie worth mentioning. “The Loft” posits that when a bachelor pad is stripped of its function as a dwelling place and used solely as a venue for philandering, the result is the destruction of…
Today a film opens featuring handlebar mustaches, ascots, paisley dressing gowns, chesterfields, walking sticks and aristocrats reclining on chaise lounges in country estates. Whether the film turns out to be brilliant or awful, Johnny Depp good or bad, I suggest we all…
Tommy Hilfiger has a penthouse at The Plaza Hotel, which he has apparently been trying to get rid of for years. It certainly had a nice office, not to mention bedroom: And then there’s the view: Tommy has been…
Last night the president delivered his State Of The Union speech. Sounds like the perfect excuse to examine the state of the Oval Office, by which I mean not the man in the chair, but the chair itself. The White…
The artist Josh Agle — better known as Shag, for the four letters connecting his first and last name — first gained a following in the ’90s when a lot of other retro things were being rediscovered, such as lounge…
Teeter-tottering book stacks. A trophy. Simple furniture. Not so different from any other man’s office. Except that this man keeps a portrait of Gandi for inspiration. Here’s the MLK Memorial Library in Washington, designed by Mies van der Rohe: It…
Last year I had the pleasure of doing a piece for Ralph Lauren Magazine on Princess Margaret and Lord Snowdon’s digs at Kensington Palace, which were known as Apartment No. One. The story was done in support of the RL…
I thought I’d throw you all a curve ball by featuring the masculine interiors of Bedouin camps and Arab tents — or at least the Hollywood fantasy version. But I came up short with images, even after watching the archetypal…
Every man is the king of his own castle, and for a certain kind of emperor, there’s no more pleasant way to spend an evening than relaxing with a brandy and cigar in a drafty old house while swaddled in…