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Scandos do it Better

From progressive politics and flatpack furniture, to crime drama and tax-financed welfare programmes, those nice liberal types across the North Sea just seem to do everything a bit better than us, including parenting. I spoke to Anna Ekman at Swedish company BabyBjörn about the ethos behind the

Dandy Dad’s Essentials: Vintage bikes

One of my favourite mottos is, style over comfort. The other is, suffer for your art. And both of these neatly encapsulate the fact that I cycle 18 miles to and from work every day on a 14kg bike (most commuter bikes weigh around 8kg)

Baby carriers revisited

Baby Carriers. What’s a sartorially conscious father supposed to do? Does practicality ever meet style halfway? Many friends and acquaintances will be well aware of my aversion to the very notion of a baby harness. In fact, I wrote a newspaper article about it because

Dandy Dad’s Heroes: Grey Fox

“Before Grey Fox there was nothing” I’m paraphrasing John Lennon here but the sentiment remains. I’d been a fan David Evans’ musings on mature style for years before I started writing this blog, and was amazed that nobody else really talked about menswear from the

London Fashion Week Men’s: Chester Barrie

Aah, the menswear Mecca that is Savile Row. Completely unobtainable to most us, this famous London thoroughfare is packed full of bespoke tailors to royalty and the famous. In the words of the great Withnail, “Free to those who can afford it, very expensive to

London Fashion Week Men’s: Oliver Spencer

Oliver Spencer is perhaps the quintessential Dandy Dad clothing label. His clothes are designed to be functional AND fashionable – perfect for the sartorial stay-at-home father. Yes, he may have committed the cardinal sin of releasing a line of lounge joggers, but at least they

Dandy Dad’s dose of reality

At the end of summer last year, a few weeks before my daughter was born (and with a particularly hubristic flourish) I wrote an article in the Guardian stating categorically that I wouldn’t trade in my life as an urban peacock to suddenly become ‘dadcore’,