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Kinfolk // Philadelphia, PA
Posted on February 19, 2013 via Rockland with 15 notes
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‘At least make sure the damn thing fits.’ Any jacket, handmade or bargain basement, must pass the ‘collar test.’ Put on the jacket and raise your arms. The back of the jacket collar should hug the back of the shirt collar like Velcro. A particularly ill-fitting jacket will show a gap between collars even with the arms lowered. The key is a high armhole. You may have to try on 50 jackets before you find the right one. Shattuck advises customers to watch Robert De Niro in Goodfellas, specifically the scene in which Bobby D. kicks a rival’s head like a soccer ball. Arms flailing overhead, the collar doesn’t budge. That’s tailoring.
Rene Chun on bespoke tailor Frank Shattuck. You can see the Goodfellas scene that Mr. Shattuck references here. The violence is disturbing, but the tailoring is admittedly pretty impressive. (via putthison) -
You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star.
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So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then….my windows ache. -
Presently obsessed with listening to David Gray’s voice. Straight forward, uncluttered and downright beautiful.
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To bread I do not ask to teach me
but only not to lack during every day of life.
I don’t know anything about light, from where
it comes nor where it goes
I only want the light to light up
I do not ask to the night
explanations
I wait for it and it envelops me
And so you, bread and light
And shadow are.
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There’s nothing more beautiful than a man who knows how to wear a suit!
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Candy bills itself as “the first transversal magazine.” Brilliant concept whose time has come. What’s interesting about Franco’s cover is how all the buzz becomes about whether he’s gay or not, which completely misses the point. Until the world is a safe place for all kinds of sexual exploration -driven by art, or otherwise, we’ve barely began to evolve.
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Tired of speaking sweetly
Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,
Break all our teacup talk of God.
If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would just drag you around the room
By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world
That bring you no joy.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,
Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.
God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.
The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:
Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.But when we hear
He is in such a “playful drunken mood”Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.From: ‘The Gift’
Translated by Daniel LadinskyHafiz was a Sufi poet, and a brilliant one at that. While being an incredibly spiritual man, he had a fantastic sense of humor as this work - and my favorite demonstrates. Makes me think of whirling dervishes when I think of Hafiz. It’s quite a sight!
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A cold sleepless night in San Francisco…



