First things first: Can you tell me a little about yourself and how you got into vintage clothing?
I grew up in a family of collectors and artists, so it was in my blood. I also had ADHD, which I found really fired my searching-and-seeking instincts. And when I got to school as a young kid, I just all of a sudden kind of zeroed in on menswear and became completely obsessed with it. Specifically, British menswear from roughly the ’20s to the ’40s.
Around that time, I met a collector of vintage menswear, Bobby Gardez, aka Bobby from Boston. He had a shop there, and I grew up in Massachusetts, and we met one day by happenstance at a flea market. We got to talking, and that turned into me going to work for him. This guy was an absolute legend in the vintage world and meeting him was just pure serendipity. It’s like if you were a kid getting into jazz and your next-door neighbor is Miles Davis.
Working there was the beginning of my menswear education and also my introduction to Ralph Lauren. Designers from all kinds of brands would come into store, but I quickly learned that the Ralph people were the coolest ones. By far. It really struck me how they not only knew everything there is to know about the garments—the designs, the history, the details—but how they were so passionate about it all. It’s not just a job. And they were all so stylish, too. They really lived it.
What is it about ’20s–’40s British menswear that attracted you?
I grew up with my grandparents living right next door to us. My grandfather was a designer and always impeccably dressed. A very stylish man and a complete Anglophile. I would go next door to watch British period TV with my grandfather, like Jeeves and Wooster. It was about a wealthy Englishman in the 1920s and his valet, and it was fun, but also it just looked incredible. The costumes, the interiors, everything was just perfection. For an awkward teenage boy, seeing this world of this guy who’s kind of hapless and twitty, but he’s dressed incredibly well, and is likable and carefree, I thought, “Oh my god, I want to be this guy.”
So that specific period and aesthetic crystalized for me. But even without that show, I think that menswear of the 1930s is just the sweetest of sweet spots in terms of color, proportions, textures, everything. It’s so flattering. So elegant. I know that the word “timeless” is overused, but it really is just a timeless, enduring style. And it’s very, very Ralph.