Shaped by the brilliant mind of Ferdinand Alexander Porsche, the iconic first generation 911 would come to define the Porsche marque more so than anything to date. The Classic Car Club of Manhattan invited us to immerse ourselves in the car that started it all. Spending a day in upstate New York at the Orvis Sandanona grounds for a day of sporting clays and cars, we absorbed the intoxicating vapors of performance and made realizations that only the CCCM can afford you. For more on the “Steve McQueen” Porsche 911, head on over to UrbanDaddy’s DRIVEN.
Few men knew how to stick it to the man like Boy’s Republic alum Steve McQueen. Known for his incorrigible bad boy attitude and troubled youth, Mcqueen was admitted to the California Chino Hills Boy’s Republic at age 15.
Fast forward 17 years later, he struts back in with the swagger he had the first day he set foot in the boy’s academy. With a silk pocket square, skinny silk knit tie, and white button-collar shirt in hand, he was there to visit his young alum. To that day and on, he maintained amicable rapport with the academy and provided friendship to the rowdy youngin’s. Performing regular visits and allegedly responding to every piece of mail addressed to the Bad Boy graduate himself, his run in’s with the academy were frequent and evolved into his own scholarship fund to the excelling roughneck academic.
Still breakin’ the rules, he returns to smoke a cigarette in his old dorm room while entertaining the boys and getting to know his youthful pen pals. Browse the following pictures by veteran Life Photographer John Dominis and digest where attitude and style meet at a crossroad for a full on collision of cool. And if anyone ever tells you, you can’t wear a tie with a button-collar shirt just say, “Yes, I can, I learned it at the Boy’s Republic”.
Few staples of the ivy prep’s wardrobe has garnered the laurels of versatility as has the Barcuta G9 Harrington jacket. Names of the like of Steve McQueen, James Dean, Elvis Presley, Sinatra, The Clash and countless others have worn the iconic British tartan-plaid lined jackets. Making its film debut in James Dean’s 1955 Rebel Without A Cause, the jacket would become synonymous with the 50s heartthrob and with the edgy leading man. Shortly thereafter the King himself wore the jacket in the aptly titled 1958 flick, King Creole. Elvis Presley effectively cemented its status as a style icon among the limited selection of mens apparel contemporaries.
It was said that Steve Mcqueen once gave up a night with his moviestar girlfriend at the time to re-wax his wax cotton Belstaff jacket. As classic and iconic as it is, the waxed cotton jacket commands the respect it deserves as one of the tried and true pillars of a man’s wardrobe to weather the elements. Lark in Vancouver has put together a short clip on the tradition of maintaining the Barbour jacket as it will most likely require a waxing in its long-life by your side.
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It’s Friday, so go out and do it right. Bring the attitude, bring the grin, order all your drinks stiff. Shake a leg, hang loose. Walk into the bar like Charles f-in Bronson, smoke your cigarette like Steve Mcqueen, and kick back like Marlon Brando. Lastly stay as approachable as Paul Newman.
There you go. Ditch the straw. Cheers. More pictures inside.