Sometimes, the photos speak for themselves. If you’ve ever stepped foot into Billy Reid’s Bond Street location in New York, you know that around every corner is another clever set-up, and from the floor — made of reclaimed barnwood — to the ceiling — covered in doors from demolished Southern homes — you’ll be bowled over with its charm.
Have Brandon or Ashley serve you a Bulleit rocks, or my favorite, a Bud Heavy, and stroll around to the sounds of Bobbie Gentry and Allen Toussaint while chomping on gobstopping jellybeans. Try on a suit made by Rocco Ciccarelli. Watch the pretty girls coming in and out of the fitting rooms in heaven-sent gingham dresses. Makes for a nice weekend afternoon.
Special thanks to Porter Hovey and cherrypatter for the photos. For more on Billy Reid, see this article which first appeared April in the Wall Street Journal, see what’s coming for fall 2009 c/o Drinkin’ and Dronin’, and see some of Billy’s Perfect Things in this month’s Men’s Journal.