I'm suddenly hooked on this site The Sartorialist. Maybe it's because lately I've been thinking a lot about how much I dislike the culture in which I live, and this site reminds me of a different one, perhaps one that's really a fiction. It's his reverence for quality and style, the love of fabric and color, fit and proportion, and especially his respect for real old-school splendor, that makes me want to go home and hand-sew a great-coat (because it certainly isn't the preponderance of starving-looking women). Part of it is that I've really been in a sewing mood, in part because of the Gee's Bend quilts at the deYoung (which prompted Deirdre and me to finally start ripping up old fabric to make our own) but also because of Erica's site, which totally inspires me to step up my stitching game.

Almost makes me want to live in New York.