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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 brand, how they choose their designs, and how they're one…

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 I was so adamant that they're a step too far.…

Wardrobe essentials: Hand-knitted ties

I’m probably the only person currently working in digital media that still wears a tie. Not sure whether I blame Millennials or more of a societal shift towards casual wear for this dip in sartorial standards, but it seems a shame that the only time my colleagues are likely to wear sa necktie is for…

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 perspective of an older man – dads like shearling jackets…

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 those who can't." Chester Barrie's presence at LFWM was somewhat…

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 come in a cotton and wool blend, which gives them…

London Fashion Week Men’s: Harrys of London

Exciting times; it’s my first proper stab at Fashion Week since starting this blog! Typically, I’m on childminder duty this weekend, so can only manage to get to a handful of shows; the reality of being a dandy dad I suppose? Anyway, over the next few days, I’ll endeavour to update you on whatever weird…

Can a man dress his daughter for autumn/winter?

Contrary to popular belief, sometimes the best ideas aren’t the ones you have down the pub, three pints in. ‘Brainstorming’ some blog post ideas with friends in my local, the following conversation ensued: "You bang on about being into fashion and that, why don't you do an autumn/winter looks photoshoot with your daughter?” “Yes! The…

Dandy Dad’s guide to stylish celebrity fathers

New dads; I've got news for you. I don't care if you're covered in milky sick and are subjected to repeated bouts of sleep deprivation, it DOES NOT entitle you to let your style game slip. In fact, putting extra effort in colour matching and polishing your shoes can, in fact, make you feel human again - when in reality you just feel like a useless, spent, worthless husk of a man. I thought it would be interesting to take a look at how celebs dads have dealt with the challenge. So who manages to get it right, and who needs to employ a stylist (or sack their current one): ...

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’, along with its comfortable and practical accoutrements like selvedge jeans, hoodies, trainers and (heaven forbid) baby harnesses. Well, six months down the line, and a week after being forced to throw away my favourite pair of Crockett and Jones loafers after getting green (yes it was racing green) baby shit on them, I have to hold my hands up and say I was wrong. I was SO wrong. ...