Charles Waterton only spent a few days in Canada, in 1824, visiting Quebec City, Montreal, and Niagara Falls; although there are lakes and a national park in southern Alberta named after him, he never actually ventured that far.
FROM THE ARCHIVE: Of the new generation of automotive designers, one man stands out—not just for his success rate in designing a sequence of very desirable cars, but also for his sheer humility. That man is Karim Habib.
Finally, the islands are in sight. After three hours of cruising the gorgeous waters of the Aegean Sea, our ferry pulls into a protected lagoon. A horseshoe-shaped island towers high above the deep sapphire waters.
Given the serious and slightly bleak tone of my last column, I had intended to make this one brighter. Then David Foster Wallace died, at age 46. I previously wrote about Wallace’s book of essays Consider the Lobster, but it’s important to bring his work up again. He was very likely the best and most important American writer of his generation.
You may have yet to hear of Bruno Pieters, but you should remember this Belgian fellow the next time you need a contemporary, well-tailored suit. Not for nothing he is the artistic director for HUGO, the most avant-garde line of the Hugo Boss group.
The idea that inspired Blake Mycoskie, the founder of TOMS Shoes, was simple: to start a company that, for every pair of shoes sold, would give a complimentary pair to someone in need—one for one.
They say that what you see is what you get, but in the case of Galileo, it would be centuries before what we got was what he saw.
Everything you hear about Las Vegas is true. It’s wonderfully tacky, deliciously sleazy, and as irreverent as the late Amy Winehouse on a bender.
Sir Paul Smith—multi-millionaire clothing impresario, avid art collector, and honorary member of the rock aristocracy (Eric Clapton, David Bowie, and Mick Jagger are friends)—occupies a place in the British fashion scene like no other.