There is a quiet dignity to a man in a hat. Add that to an uncanny mix of patterns and a relaxed silhouette, and you get something that is more than simply dandy.
You get an unclassifiable and ever-evolving character. You get a personality.
And that is exactly what Mr. Mort has meant both for his personal sense of style and his eye for the stylish.
At first glance, one would wonder about all the fuss about Mr. Mort. The first time I encountered him was through this picture of him by Scott Schuman. I just thought how practical his outift looked, rugged and even utilitarian, given that he was amongst Bryant Park's tents at New York Fashion Week.
But his style is one that grows on you, one that you can only absorb slowly, noting for example, how his camouflage pants match his tartan scarf, and how these are bridged by his camel jacket and the pattern of his coat lining.
He could very well appear on the pages of his epoynmous blog, Mr. Mort, because of his inventive, eclectic, and casually nonchalant outfits, like this one, which solves the problem of capping his bright and complementary orange trousers with gold-detailed loafers.
What is otherwise boring, Mr. Rubinstein gives a lift with strong pieces and details. Red brogues and a fedora.
A red jacket and colorful suspenders.
He's been at the back of my mind for months already, but it was these portraits by William Gentle that convinced me just how significant he is stylistically.
And even though he wears caps, there are color bands. Takes some guts to wear pink and light blue florals. But then again, don't you think his oxfords (chambray?) even out the colors?
Boater and boat shoes seem typical, but I haven't seen the pair with a plaid shirt jacket, much less with blue pants in this hue.
Come to think of it, I haven't seen anybody dress quite like Mr. Mort.