To grow, in step, with an artisan is always a rewarding experience. Patrons of classical creatives spoke of the shared joy they experienced, watching and supporting the growth of their beneficiaries. While the sentiment is not quite transferable to the average consumer – disconnected as we are from direct creative participation – a strong case may be made
that it is a fitting allegory for the relationship between tailor and client. In 2015, this brings us roundly back to the doorstep of Patrick Johnson Tailors. Australia’s brightest clothier, it is one that has capitalised on building an identity steeped on the one hand in the mercurial taste of their namesake, and on the other in the practical needs of its surroundings.
From beginnings inspired by Georges Remi, through an autumnal period of creative upheaval (characterised by the now-absent three piece suit), all the way into the territory of global expansion, 2015 marks the year that P.Johnson Tailors consolidated their aesthetic sweet spot. For clients and critics alike it has been a remarkably interesting journey. It is no mistake then that the firm’s most international year has been complemented by inspiration of a distinctly Australian kind. The latest lookbook wholeheartedly embraced the spirit the brand has become so internationally renowned for, and the firm’s refinement of appealing ideals – comfort, minimalism, a certain chillness if you will – shines through in every image. Gone (for the most part) are the pitifully thin ties and garish origami pocket squares of generic menswear, replaced by a uniform that is at once simple and memorable.
Desert boots, cotton trousers, and Mao collared shirts are the order of the day. It is a masterful exercise in deception, a ‘uniform’ that rattles in the untrained mind as familiar and staid. Despite the simplicity of that formula, this lookbook yields something else entirely. Rustic chocolate seersucker gives way to subdued marine cotton, the eye undisturbed by jarring shards of colour or gimmicky detailing. PJT’s current house style aims for ‘discovered’ joys. The passion for organic details should not be confused with an indulgence of the superfluous, for things that might distract the wearer (or indeed those around him) are certainly not welcome.
These are interesting times we live in. Australia now more than ever is teeming with promising custom clothiers. Authenticity, price worthiness, and consumer education are all on the rise. But the lightning in a bottle that drives the custom trade? The promise of lived-in cool that beckons so many into this culture? We’re happy to say, it looks like PJT still have the monopoly on that.