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from the archive.

from the archive.

the ultimate double breasted jacket: chef’s coat.

although this item is infamously dexter-splattered with pomodoro sauce or scorched and torched at the sleeves it deserves it’s moment of acknowledgment. useful, durable, sharp; a chef’s jacket is meant for work - hard work. and while the textile composition seen above may not boast practicality, please allow it to act as a refreshing remembrance to a specific element of fashion seemingly forgotten.

i am always envious of a chef’s ability to transform himself at a guest’s sporadic request. seamlessly leaving the world of flames, sweat and creation and stepping into one of eatable respect. reversing his jacket buttons to a clean crisp appearance and wiping his brow to the same effect. entering a dining room muffling mishandled silverware and table chatter, he is the target, this is his stage. the chef’s coat his costume, offering him a second introduction - his culinary creations the first. this is his formal attire, this is his shirt and tie.

blazer via theory
chef’s coat via chefworks
pants via rogue territory
shoes via allen edmond

sometimes, being out of place - is the right place to be.

back to the credibility. style posts. pose posts. drinks post post. postage. posted. actual post. kids gone postal.

photographs taken by alex

blazer via theory
scarf via grandma
gildan sweatshirt via army navy
denim shirt via h&m
denim via rogueterritory
shoes via to boot new york
socks via uniqlo

resolutions should be daily. never stop personal betterment.

my theory suit smells like pepperspray.

don’t get into fights in sharp suits - seriously.

my theory suit smells like pepperspray.

don’t get into fights in sharp suits - seriously.