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100 Days of Ties: Day 84, Vampire Weekend, insomnia, Gant Rugger, and Smash Putt.

A mild Denver morning but up for hours.

Few bands can write inane lyrics and still gain my respect, but Vampire Weekend is able to do it so nicely. I mean, look at the lyrics to “Cousins” from Contra:

You found a sweater on the ocean floor.
They’re gonna find it if you didn’t close the door.
You and the smart one sit outside of their sight,
In a house on a street they wouldn’t park on at night.

Alright…Whatever that means. The song kicks ass as does the rest of the album. I thought this while laying in bed unable to sleep this morning with “I Think Ur a Contra” on in the background. Such a jam. It didn’t lull me to sleep, but it relaxed me. Then, of course, I anger the blood with Angry Birds and said, “Screw this, I’m getting up.” Now, my kitchen is spotless.

Now, I just gotta get through the workday and perhaps partake in Smash Putt tonight. It looks pretty intense, and it only runs for a few months. If you’re game to join, let me know. Otherwise, we be dancin.

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100 Days of Ties: Day 73. As Graham Withers and I wait for the bus…

BX: Right on time.

And as I sit waiting for the bus this morning, it struck me, “I’m 29. Time to get a good deal of this business in order. Still a young man am I, but it’s time to pin down sopme real goals, plans, etc.” I see 2011 being a big year on a number of different levels. Before all that, though, I am doing my best to finish 2010 with a bang. So far, so good, as I have wrangled a few cats to play some tunes with, got that Rugby feature under my belt, made a few new friends, and even just last night, found a favorite new haunt to call home for Broncos games and other random meetup times with friends. I was thinking though, on the bus today, about starting to ink down my resolutions which I have never really done before and probably won’t do again. I’ll make a few changes here and there, but I don’t need a piece of paper glaring at me to lose weight, or drink less, or stop kicking the cat… I know what I need to do. So I will do that.

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100 Days of Ties: Day 68: Working with local photographers and the fine folks at Rugby Ralph Lauren

Tie and Oxford - Rugby Ralph Lauren

Some time ago, my friends at Rugby Ralph Lauren reached out expressing their like of the 100 Days project that I started, well, 68 (work) days ago. They sent me their new Newbury tartan tie and a svelte oxford. Sharp steeze if I do say so myself. I highly recommend you check the ties over at Rugby as well as the rest of their gear. As you should know by now after many times repeating the sentiment, I don’t blindly endorse brands/products/etc. I have to be hands on. With Rugby, I have been, owning a number of items from their past collections.

Thanks again to the fine feathered folks at Rugby as well as Danny and Nina, the magiciians behind the lens at From The Hip Photo. Read the rest of how this all went down on the Rugby blog.

Cheers,

Will

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The quest for white pants started yesterday.

In a completely accidental, “Will, you need yourself a pair of white pants,” talk with my friend, Judd yesterday, I came to the conclusion, after spotting a few pairs at Gap and J.Crew that, yes, I do in fact need some white pants. Not that I will be soon going for the all-white-jeans-all-the-time AWK look, but for my upcoming jaunt to Central America (Guatemala), I am deeming them necessary.

Crew Beach Pant

The J. Crew beach pant already comes highly recommended, but after coming across a less expensive pair at Gap, I failed to follow through with any purchase yesterday. Obviously I wanted to get home to hit the Net for some comparative shopping (in the spoils of what I scored at J.C.) before making a move. What price point do you put on pants you’re only going to wear seasonally? Winter’s in the Rockies are hardly a venue for white beach pants.

Fall into it...

The Brothers Brooks with a bit more professionalism

Love Rugby, but I'm not feeling this model.

Of course, after all these, snagging a pair from a second-hand store for at most a cool $5, cuffing them up myself, and having enough left over for booze for the rest of the trip does sound intriguing as well. Afterall, I doubt the monkeys and lizards and stray dogs are going to notice a label.