Nick Wooster is a fashion god.
If you haven’t heard of this particular god before, don’t panic, it’s probably because you aren’t a men’s fashion insider.
(When I’m not pecking away in front of this little screen, or photographing enchiladas in my garage, I work for a pretty big global fashion house.)
Mr. Wooster has worked as a menswear buyer and fashion director for several men’s fashion heavyweights. Bergdorf Goodman, Barneys, Thom Brown, J.C. Penny, and Gilt Groupe to name just a few. He is the darling subject of the sartorial street photographers, usually pictured scurrying from one high-profile fashion event to the next….and almost always in a jaunty combination of camouflage, cashmere and pattern that only he could combine. Currently, he’s part owner and creative director of Artium NYC….a select boutique where average Joes can purchase menswear pieces the Wooster would proudly slap on his own body. Like sequined fleece harem pants.
Found his Christopher St. apartment featured on High Snobiety recently,
Yes, yes, yes, it’s all a little more austere than I would usually like. Why is there nothing hanging on any of those greige walls? And where are the rugs and throw pillows?
But the whole place just exudes masculinity.
No kitchen? Pretty sure that he doesn’t cook, or eat, anyway. Towers of books each crowned with a vintage globe….like an adult game of chance, just daring you to pull one from the middle, or better yet, the very bottom. The leather tray filled with stainless steel gazing balls on that weathered metal cabinet. Boots on display……(yeah, we sort of do that too). Love that Stephen Kenn couch with cushions made from repurposed and untreated WWII military fabric. The kind they used to make tents and duffel bags. Really dig the kudu skull too.
His home is exactly like his razor-sharp ensembles. Sensible, masculine, – never overly detailed or embellished – and perfectly tailored just for him.
All photos by Robert Wunsch
…and no, Adam, there weren’t any of his closet.
Whatever you call it – “greige”? Would bring me down.
I feel the same way, especially on the ceiling…..but it works for him
Nick Wooster is a menswear god… I’m pretty sure those books are being held up with a spine bookshelf…Nick recently posted on Instagram that he hung a huge Aaron Smith painting above that sofa
I thought they might be spine bookcases, but never seen any that tall…..AND Aaron Smith seems like an awfull lot of color for the Wooster pad! Good for him.
I wouldn’t have thought a completely grey room would work, but it does. I’m rather liking those arm chairs. I don’t know if it’s the grey, or the tufting on the bed, but it’s making me think of a library
I feel like I’m looking at a Where’s Waldo, trying to find the kudu skull. Now it’s time to google Aaron Smith…
The skull is on the table on the left side of the sofa…. I hope that when you Googled Aaron Smith it brought up our post about him from last summer….https://thecavenderdiary.com/2013/08/18/aaron-smith-artist-profile/
Found it! Googling Aaron Smith doesn’t show your blog on the first three pages. But after looking at his work, I do remember seeing his work on your blog. He’s terrific! His work reminds me of van Gogh.
Loved it + was seized by a desire to EDIT here at the hacienda.
This will soon pass, however.
TY for sharing. It’s caring.
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