James Andrew at the Met
Last night we were beyond thrilled to attend the opening night gala at the Metropolitan Opera House – the most sublime way to commence the Autumn season.
Scott McBee and I enjoyed a magnificent performance of Verdi’s Otello — the marvelous union of music and tragedy drawn from Shakespeare’s powerful cautionary tale of the distructive powers of jealousy. As expected, the performance and stage sets were spectacular – simply a not-to-be missed night at the opera!
The Metropolitan Opera House
Thankfully most people did indeed dress up to celebrate this very special evening, however there were a few of the shorts and jeans type – pretty outrageous I think. I do wish the Met would require some level of decorum amongst its guests – at least for an opening night gala! When one considers how much effort goes into these productions, the least we can do is dress in a way that honors and celebrates this mutually shared aesthetic experience. Of course, my rant extends beyond the opera to the theatre, ballet, and fine restaurants as well. Enough said on this for now.
Opening night at the Met
To celebrate this magical evening, I’m dressed (top) in a Tom Ford era black silk moire dinner jacket, Tom Ford wool tuxedo pants, dusty mauve cotton voile tuxedo shirt, silk pocket square in purple and lavender silk and patent leather opera pumps, Charvet mauve silk bow tie, Seaman Schepps black pearl cuff links, and my fragrance is Creed Millesime Imperial.
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James Andrew — the Polo Bar
I’m hearing a lot of chatter about Labor Day weekend marking the unofficial end of the summer season. I don’t get it. I for one am planning to extend summer right on through October! A jaunt to Palm Beach, Miami or Lyford may help with all of this and, fingers crossed, a nice trip to Portugal in October will complete our vacation trifecta. The fact is, we love off-season travel — fewer traveling throngs to compete with, and more beach front vistas (and rosé!) for us!
James Andrew Polo Bar ensemble.
With all of our upcoming plans still in the works, we spent a lovely Labor Day weekend in town. I took my beloved Scott McBee to the uber chic Polo Bar. It’s a restaurant that feels more like a private club (and is one of Ralph Lauren’s favorites). Old School fabulousness all ’round, the place is absolute perfection. We can’t wait to return!
James Andrew — Seagram fountain.
For a special evening, I’m sporting a Ralph Lauren madras jacket and needlepoint slippers, Tom Ford white cotton pants, a Charvet yellow and ivory retro print silk pocket square, a bespoke shirt in a mini floral, Liberty of London print with contrast white collar and cuffs by Savile Row tailor, Bruce Cameron Clark, a navy and red regimental striped belt by Adrianno Meneghetti, Seaman Schepps pearl and pale blue sapphire cuff links, vintage Rolex, a bit of Tom Ford Bronzing Gel for a sun kissed glow and my fragrance is the newly launched Creed Mayfair, a fragrance originally called Windsor and created for the Duke of Windsor.
James Andrew at the MET
Summer nights in town are the perfect time to explore museums and catch up on exhibitions — and happily many museums here have evening hours on Fridays, making them the most perfectly pleasant escape from the heat of the day. My beloved artist, Scott McBee, and I recently decided to go to the exceptional John Singer Sargent exhibit at the MET, Portraits of Artists and Friends.
John Singer Sargent at the MET
John Singer Sargent at the MET
Sargent certainly does enthrall with his wildly confident stroke, his relaxed compositions, and all of those delicious details rendered in glorious, velvety globs of paint. As the title of the show suggests, we’re given a pretty comprehensive glimpse of his personal stuff, which, away from the pressures of his commissioned work — “no more mugs” he once said of his hired portrait work — shows us a series of sumptuously energetic and honest pieces. The collection, in a way, is the true Sargent — an artist who continually experimented while celebrating the visual world and the creative bunch that he called friends. Among the many really beautiful works I hadn’t had the opportunity to see in person until now, I was particularly thrilled to see Sargent’s portrait of his lifelong friend (and notable aesthete), Dr, Pozzi — definitely my favorite of all of Sargent’s works. McBee and I hit Mr. Chow for a bite afterwards, which was a fine choice — an elegant place amongst the glitterati to savor our thoroughly satisfying evening of fine art.
Dr. Pozzi — John Singer Sargent at the MET
Dressed for a night at the MET, I’m sporting a Tom Ford red cotton jacket and white cotton shirt with French cuffs, Seaman Schepps pearl and pale blue sapphire cuff links, Cassette citron yellow jeans, Ralph Lauren red crocodile belt with sterling buckle and needlepoint slippers, Charvet yellow and white retro print silk pocket square, Creed Pure White Cologne and a bit of Tom Ford Bronzing Gel to add that sun-kissed glow.
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