The Style Tyrant

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To all the half-witted magazine editors who’ve been too quick to praise the ‘laid-back, soft-rock 70’s cool’ look Angus Stoner (typo and it stays) sported to the recent ARIA ceremony – the Style Tyrant suggests y’all may have punched one-too-many cones, because from where I was sitting, the beige cords, broken-down boots and flee-infested beard Stoner rolled down the red carpet in was more Bong Water Stylin’ than Swamp Rock Stylin’

The Eagles aren't happy!

But hey, in other less caustic and non-ARIA related news the Leisure Master is back! And just when you thought it wasn’t possible for the ‘Leisure Master’ to get any cooler, a recently acquired and totally-fucking-awesome secondhand Wrangler shirt, cranks the 70’s Swamp Rock up to 11.

I’ll concede that from a distance, this double denim ensemble might be misconstrued more as Trailer Park Stylin’ (a look I once sported with the fervor of a right-winged religious zealot) than Swamp Rock Stylin’ but look closer and you’ll notice some dudes mother has carefully hand embroidered the shirt with native American motifs.

Take it away Glenn

THE BAG MAN

Shit! I hit publish instead of preview. Anyhoo, Jimmy D has dropped into ST HQ (with a monster hangover in tow), I’m too distracted to write.

I was going to write about the bag and these wicked Armani slacks but y’all can read about that over on the Lustable blog.

Sorry, but it’s one of those blog and runs kinda days.

RIDIN' HIGH

Two of the best things procured from my recent sojourn in Melbourne were these high-waisted, khaki trousers and the floral print shirt.

The Arthur Galan shirt was rescued (for soppy sentimental reasons) from a pile of “shit” that Imelda Mike was planning to kick to the curb and the trousers…correction…dream trousers, I snatched from the army surplus store on Chapel St (which has since closed).

It doesn’t take long - but once you’ve eased your mind into the idea of a trouser that sits above the waist, you’ll never ‘drop-trou’ again.

And yes, I’ll continue to wear both the sunglasses and the blue steel scowl until I’ve purchased my new reading goggles!

IN THE RED

There’s nothing like new clobber to spur on a vanity blog post. The pants, a gift from Orri Henrisson and the shirt, one of the 7 I’ve ordered from NiAlma.

All killer, no filler!

POLLUTED

If you’re following the Tyrant on Twitter or Facebook (or perhaps you’re an avid reader of Frockwriter), y’all may know that the Tyrant is in the midst of the most epic, life-changing, blog-ortunity.

In what appears to be a first-of-its-kind social media campaign, PayPal has bequeathed both HRH the Despotic Queen of Shoes and the Style Tyrant (and 4 other bloggers) with a $12K shopping spree.  In return, I’ve been asked to document my online shopping experience for PayPal’s new fashion-orientated blog, LUSTABLE.

I’m sorry that I’ve yet to mention this here (or over on Imelda) but with $12K to spend (over 12-weeks), I’ve had my snout buried deep in the clients arse interwebs spending like the weapon of mass consumption I was born to be.

However and much to chagrin of the Tyrant’s inner-circle, my previous weeks purchases’ (like dropping $500 on socks) haven’t honoured the level of stomach-churning excess that I’ve become synonyms for…until now.

Not so long ago a Melbourne-based, online bespoke tailoring service called NiAlma was bought to my attention and in spite of what my white trash Lustable spending habits may suggest, I have a deep-seated appreciation of bespoke. But like most, dropping coin on bespoke anything is beyond my reach.

Intrigued, I researched the site and aside from the most awe-inspiring selection of fabrics and style options my shit was flipped most by the price.

In Australia we’ve been conditioned to pay upwards of $249 AUS for a ‘designer’ shirt but on NiAlma, the entry price-point for a custom-made shirt is $99 AUS.

This, my loyalists, is where things get murky and full disclosure must be made.

After I flipped my aforementioned shit we hunted down NiAlma’s co-founder Stuart Andary to insist NiAlma join the Mother & Father PR family  - not before I placed an order for 7 custom-made shirts.

Obviously I’ll go into more detail on the Lustable blog but for the time being, I’m thoroughly enamored by the wickedly perverse idea of wearing tonal autumnal colours (like this soon-to-be polluted paisley / check combo in khaki/brown) during the Australian summer that you can expect to see more!

ps. The reason why - as if anyone gives a fuck - I'm wearing sunglasses inside, is that I've yet  to find new reading goggles...and as everyone who wears glasses knows, the thought of being photographed without 'em is terrifying...or is that just me?

pps. Chrissy this post's for you.