Gentlemen, tired of backpacks that can’t handle your hatchet? The Bradley Mountain Muir Backpack ($289) is here, crafted from 18oz waxed duck canvas, because apparently, ducks are really tough. This isn’t your average sack; it’s a versatile beast with a “hatchet pocket,” perfect for those impromptu lumberjack moments. Laptop sleeve? Check. Roomy main compartment? Double-check.
Gentlemen, are you tired of arriving at your destination looking less “refined urbanite” and more “soggy cyclist”? The solution, my friends, is the Brooklyn Bicycle Co Bedford 8 Bike ($599). This isn’t some lycra-clad, lung-busting machine; this is your essential commuter, designed for gliding around town without breaking a sweat (or your carefully coiffed hairstyle).
Gentlemen, ditch the bonsai and embrace the bone-zai! LEGO’s Jurassic World T-Rex Fossil set ($249.99)is here to inject some prehistoric swagger into your living room. Forget subtle décor; this 3,145-piece beast lets you build a 1:12-scale T-Rex skeleton, complete with posable everything. Imagine: you, sipping scotch, casually adjusting your T-Rex’s jaw. “Oh, this old thing?”
Gentlemen, ditch the iron and embrace the waffle. No, not breakfast. We’re talking the Taylor Stitch Conrad Shirt, a $128 slice of textured paradise. Imagine: you, a beach bonfire, and this shirt, ageing like a fine cheese (but smelling better). Taylor Stitch promises “nuance with every season,” which we interpret as “it’ll look progressively more
Gentlemen, prepare for footwear enlightenment. Hard Graft’s Pure Chelsea Boots ($452) are here, promising the comfort of a suede sock and the swagger of, well, a very expensive boot. Imagine: you, gliding through life, feeling like you’re wearing luxurious foot-gloves. These aren’t just boots; they’re “sneaker hybrids” with microporous soles – basically, bouncy castle technology
Gentlemen, tired of staring at that motivational “Live, Laugh, Lager” poster? Upgrade your décor with the Mikkeller “Horchata Mild” print (£44). Yes, it’s based on a beer label. No, it doesn’t smell like horchata (sadly). Imagine: guests arrive, eyes drawn to your wall. “Ah,” they’ll say, “a connoisseur of fine art, and presumably, delicious beer.”