Meet Mister Mort

Sometimes there's nothing sexier than a guy in camo shorts, white tee, flip flops, Vestal watch on his wrist and Spy sunglasses on his head.

But sometimes, just sometimes, there's nothing sexier than a guy in a suit and tie, preferably from Mister Mort. This collection of circa-50s neckwear was hoarded and bought from a decrepit tie factory by Mordechai Rubinstein (the popular NYC publicist of Andy Spade), who also happens to be a sneaker enthusiast and an uploaded photo-junkie.

Rubinstein created a capsule collection with Jack Spade -- conveniently named Mister Mort for Jack Spade -- which he sold wares from last week, right in front of Spade's SoHo store on Greene Street. Not only were there skinny ties, diagonal ties and vintage ties, there were also cuff links, tie bars and pocket squares.

And who said hipster dandys weren't a fine lot??







I'm Lovin' it: A Saturday plan filled with a stop at Gastown boutique One Of A Few for a mini peruse and quick interview with owner Michelle Rizzardo, a major hunt for the perfect summer fedora (with the back end turned up, preferably) and pin-striped shorts with my friend Phyll C. and a big nighttime house party to celebrate the birthdays of a few fellas from what I like to call "The Hot Swimmers Crew". They know exactly who they are. I heart house parties.


I'm Over it: The dudes who decided to have a yelling fest at 2 am outside my apartment -- and on my side of the building, at that. Not the ideal situation for two (no, three including Sushi R.) gals trying to sleep, who just had a crazy, champagne-and-smarties-filled girls' night and had jobs to go to the next day.


Art of the Day: A recent Facebook messaging reunion with an old university friend uncovered our previously unknown mutual adoration for the UK guerilla graffiti artist Bansky. This image is dedicated to the artist -- and to Facebook.









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