Innehållsförteckning för Fall/Winter 2019 från GQ Style

FROM THE BEGINNING, this magazine was intended to be global in scope. When we launched GQ Style as its own, stand-alone publication back in 2016, we kicked around some language about how it would be “like GQ with a gold passport.” Once we started making the thing, we were quickly getting our actual passports stamped. Over the past three years, we have traveled to London, Milan, Paris, Tokyo, Zermatt, Addis Ababa, Dakar, Lagos, Antwerp, and beyond. I’m proud to say that what started as aspiration—a statement of intent—has now become de rigueur for this magazine. In fact, it wasn’t until we started putting the finishing touches on this, our 12th issue, that I realized we had unwittingly produced our most far-flung issue to date. Just by following our noses and…

“YOU GOTTA HAVE STYLE,” Diana Vreeland once said. “Without it you’re nobody.” We can’t help but subscribe wholeheartedly to the former Vogue editor’s edict, and not only because she was a legendary author of corporate memos. It’s true that style is a sense of identity: something you try out, read about, think about, mull over, fine-tune, pursue, live, breathe—and, of course, talk about. Talking about style is the raison d’être of Corporate Lunch, GQ Style’s weekly podcast, but the pod is born of the fact that we are always doing all that other stuff, too. Hosted by style editor Noah Johnson, style writer Rachel Tashjian, and associate style editor Samuel Hine, Corporate Lunch is a bold and chill invitation to something between a high-powered trend-forecasting summit and One World Trade…

ONCE UPON A TIME, everything fancy was from Italy or France. Never mind the snobbery this engendered—luxury came from the fashion capitals, and everything else was just nice. The story of the past decade in fashion has been written by several designers upending this perception, but none has done it with such cerebral panache as Jonathan Anderson, who took the helm of the Spanish leather-goods brand Loewe in 2013. When the Northern Irishman started at Loewe (pronounced low-eh-vay), he says, he wondered if that old notion of luxury had died. So he asked himself, “Has it been replaced by this idea of brands being culturally responsible?” Loewe basket bags are woven locally in Spain; it uses striped cotton from Bangladesh; it sources indigo fabrics from Burkina Faso. Designers have referenced…

TOM HOLLAND LOVES GOLF. He thinks about it constantly. He plays rounds on public courses and on courses that used to be the exclusive province of kings. He plays while on movie press tours in Asia and Europe and the United States. If he’s not currently playing golf, there is almost always some part of his mind that is just anticipating the next time he’ll be able to. “I don’t know what has happened,” Holland says, “but it has become my addiction. I go to sleep thinking about playing golf the next day.” The two of us are, in fact, in the back of an SUV, traveling through Holland’s native London on our way to play right now. What’s interesting about this fixation is that Tom Holland could reasonably be…

HE IS THE KING OF NEW YORK, but you know what they say: Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. For the skater Tyshawn Jones, that uneasiness may be straight-up ambivalence or potentially a monster case of modesty. “You’ve got to always think you’re the worst,” Jones says, “so that you can push yourself to be the best.” There are plenty in the skate community who say that Jones is the greatest athlete the sport has ever seen; the king plugs his ears. He’s done things that nobody has ever seen, but he’s eager to do more. He bucks convention, avoiding the popular spots and the trendy tricks. “I do whatever I want to do,” says Jones, fully aware that he’s obsessively watched—studied, even. “Shit, I’m a leader in…

01 DISCO BLAZER 02 SNAKESKIN DERBIES 03 Handblown Glass 04 The Reverso 05 KLEIN BLUE VASE 06 A Very Spicy Tourbillon 07 Wool Chore Coat 08 THE SEQUIN-KNIT KIT 09 The Golden Overcoat 10 Platinum Tonneau 11 Double-Breasted Velvet 12 Gold Ball Bracelet 13 Down Duffle Coat 14 Handmade Footstool 15 SHEARLING PEACOAT 16 Outré Outerwear 17 Textured Suit 18 The Day-Date 19 CASHMERE OUIJA PILLOW 20 GEOMETRIC SCARF 21 First-Class Comfort Shoes 22 THE NEW PATEK 23 Winter Whites 24 SILK ART ROBE 25 Abstract Turtleneck 26 The Ultra-Flat Skeleton Watch 27 House Shoes 28 Brutalist Candelabra 29 SPOOKY V-NECK 30 THE ANYTHING GOES SUIT 31 Twisted Denim 32 LEOPARD CREEPERS 33 TIE-DYED BEDDING 34 Farout Car Coat 35 Paisley Cardigan 36 FLYBACK CHRONOGRAPH 37 Carryon Trunk 38 PURSE…

DECADES AGO, before Silvia Venturini Fendi took over men’s design duties at her family’s fashion house, she spent her childhood summers by the sea. Her mom would buzz Venturini Fendi’s hair clean off—to keep it healthy—and, since her instincts for menswear took shape at a young age, she would dress herself in black trousers and collared shirts. One day, while Venturini Fendi was out strolling with her sister and nanny, a fruit vendor walked out of her shop to offer her condolences: “‘Oh, poor girls, are they orphans?’” Venturini Fendi recalls. “[The nanny] said, ‘Are you crazy? They are in fashion!’” Now the singular devotion to menswear that once made her look like a stray helps her guide one of Italy’s most enduring brands with daring and ease. Venturini Fendi…

CILLIAN MURPHY WANTS TO GO FOR A HIKE. He’s got a favorite spot, a hulking Game of Thrones sort of hill on the Irish coast, not far from where he lives with his wife and sons and a Labrador named Scout. I’m a few minutes early to the trailhead, and already the day has taken on a strange cast. An abandoned hotel sits eerily near the bottom of the hill, its few non-smashed windows boarded up. A missing-person flyer flaps on a telephone pole. The clouds come in low. I chuckle: It’s as if I’ve found myself on the set of the kind of movie a young Murphy would have haunted with his distinct mix of calm and menace. Murphy, 43, is a throwback of an actor. In an era…

Mobolaji Dawodu GQ fashion director Mobolaji logs more miles than any other GQ staffer: For this issue alone he styled Tom Holland in London, Steve Lacy in L.A., and a crew of street-cast models in Marrakech. And that was just the start of his recent travels. What’s the last item of clothing you bought? An indigo kimono from this place called the Nankeen Exhibition Hall, in Shanghai. It’s a small shop that only sells clothing made with nankeen, an ancient Chinese textile. Who is your personal style hero? Miles Davis. Instagram or Twitter? Instagram. What are you reading? My Sister, the Serial Killer, by Oyinkan Braithwaite. Last great restaurant you ate at? Mugam Club Restaurant, in Baku, Azerbaijan. It’s in a 17th-century fortress. Get the ajapsandali eggplant (a traditional local…

COME FOR THE SLOUCHY pilot coveralls, the zip-pocket flight pants, and the billowing silk parachute capes. But stay for the precise tailoring, the glorious Japanese tweeds, and the intelligently layered outerwear. Jil Sander’s fall line is full of garments you want to wear, fabrics you long to touch, and functional design gestures that will make your life that much easier—like interior straps for carrying your parka when you get too warm. Two years into their gig as joint creative directors of the Milan-based luxury house, power couple Luke and Lucie Meier are hitting an impressive stride. Especially considering this is their first time working together in an official capacity and they are under no small amount of pressure. The company was founded by the Queen of Less in her hometown…

A LEGENDARY NEW YORK gallerist once complimented a friend of mine by noting that she’d make an amazing art dealer. Flattered, my friend wondered if it was because people admired her taste. “No,” said the gallerist, “it’s because people want to be you.” It’s a curious predictor of success, but not without precedent. Case in point: Larry Gagosian. At 74, with 17 outposts in seven countries, Gagosian might be the closest thing the art world has to a Caesar. “More like Caesar salad,” he jokes. The self-deprecation is emblematic of a quick wit, which I’ve been privy to since first encountering him, a decade ago, through the artist Richard Prince, a mutual friend. Not long ago, we met at his favorite corner table inside Kappo Masa, the Japanese restaurant below…

In May of this year, the 28-year-old British-Jamaican menswear designer Grace Wales Bonner landed in New York City and made a bold announcement: In the coming days, she would stage Devotional Sound, the second event in her celestial-music series, which would feature Solange and a handful of other artists at a Midtown church, exploring spirituality through music. A less sophisticated designer might have put it more crassly: a semi-secret Solange concert in less than two days! But New York was primed to speak Wales Bonner’s language. By the time news of the event was circulating, it seemed like everyone in the city’s fashion, art, and literature communities was tuned in to Wales Bonner. Though the brand is four years old, the runway show the designer had staged in February was…