Whether the internet makes you smarter or dumber, one thing’s for certain: it speeds things up. Which brings us to the costume de rigueur of the world’s armed forces and menswear bloggers: camouflage. My colleague Jonathan Evans strolled into the office the other day in a pair of woodland digital trousers from Brooklyn’s Epaulet. Josh Peskowitz has been a strong proponent of all forms of camo pants for years, with RRL cropping up prodigiously. Tyler Thoreson has a pair of desert cam McNairys yet to grace the Gilt offices with their presence. [Ed note.--I wear 'em and I swear people think I'm a member of the Tea Party.] And, yes, I’ve recently–as in, in March–picked up a pair of deadstock Italian army corps camos from The Vintage Showroom in London that desperately need a trip to the tailor.
But this story goes much further than pants. The seeds of the camo revolution were planted by some menswear pioneers foraging through Army/Navy surplus stores, scoring standard issue pieces, and rushing with great haste to their most trusted tailor. Then some bubbles on the surface: a Hamilton 1883 camo poplin shirt in the ACL shop, a camo bow tie in desert and jungle versions on Svpply, a trench from Simon Spurr (sold on Gilt MAN), The Hill-side, a man named Nickelson Wooster-the Osiris of this stuff, if you will.
And now I have to ask: Has camo crested? Either way, it’s definitely time to get on that Fair Isle waiting list for fall.
All thoughts and opinions welcome.