The Dudes Are Alright

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The Dudes Are Alright

Jason Diamond is a writer and editor who lives in New York City. He's the founder of Vol. 1 Brooklyn, current New York Deputy Editor of Flavorpill, and the former editor of Jewcy.com. His writing has been published by The New York Times, The Paris Review, Vice, NPR.org, the A.V. Club, Tablet, The Rumpus, Thought Catalog, Impose, Miami New Times, Capital New York, and the Chicago Tribune. He’s currently at work on a book. He thinks it’s going to be awesome, and hopes that the book buying public does also.

These are a few of his favorite things.

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  • I always feel silly saying these sorts of things, but my friend Nathaniel “Natty” Adams is somebody you will hear about once his book is picked up.  I say the same thing about many of my friends, but Natty is finishing up what he says will be the book on dandyism.  If you’re inclined to shake your head for whatever reason, I totally understand.  When somebody makes such a claim, I tend to do the same thing, and on a such a subject like dandies?  I’d be skeptical as well, but Mr. Adams has literally criss crossed the globe for the last few years doing research on this book.  I think that once it’s out, dapper men from Gay Talese to Jarvis Cocker will sing its praises.  Natty is also an employee at the bespoke suit shops Doyle Mueser and Against Nature (read his post at the D.M. blog about Fox Brothers wool & worsted suiting fabric), the latter of which supplied me with the suit for my upcoming wedding.  I made the purchase this evening, and I’m pretty sure I couldn’t be happier with the decision. (Pictures coming soon.) After we were all finished, Emily and I walked home up Great Jones Street (one of my favorite streets in all of New York), and finally stopped off at il Buco Alimentari & Vineria.  She’s been raving about their first restaurant forever, and after the glasses of wine, and wonderful cheese plate I ordered as a snack, I’m sure to return for a complete meal.  And of course no walk home would be complete without a stop at Mercer Street Books, where I picked up a copy of Ring Lardner’s Best Stories.  The copyright says 1938, and it was published by Garden City Publishing Co., which was founded by Nelson Doubleday to reprint titles from his main publishing house.  I’ve read Lardner’s stories, but to be honest, I was taken in by the cover, and since it was under ten bucks, I don’t feel so awful.   I also picked up a copy of Roxane Gay’s debut collection, Ayiti.  I think Ms. Gay is such a fucking talent, I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am to read the book.  Her essays on The Rumpus and HTML Giant always blow me away, and I have no doubt the collection will do the same. 

    I always feel silly saying these sorts of things, but my friend Nathaniel “Natty” Adams is somebody you will hear about once his book is picked up.  I say the same thing about many of my friends, but Natty is finishing up what he says will be the book on dandyism.  If you’re inclined to shake your head for whatever reason, I totally understand.  When somebody makes such a claim, I tend to do the same thing, and on a such a subject like dandies?  I’d be skeptical as well, but Mr. Adams has literally criss crossed the globe for the last few years doing research on this book.  I think that once it’s out, dapper men from Gay Talese to Jarvis Cocker will sing its praises. 

    Natty is also an employee at the bespoke suit shops Doyle Mueser and Against Nature (read his post at the D.M. blog about Fox Brothers wool & worsted suiting fabric), the latter of which supplied me with the suit for my upcoming wedding.  I made the purchase this evening, and I’m pretty sure I couldn’t be happier with the decision. (Pictures coming soon.)

    After we were all finished, Emily and I walked home up Great Jones Street (one of my favorite streets in all of New York), and finally stopped off at il Buco Alimentari & Vineria.  She’s been raving about their first restaurant forever, and after the glasses of wine, and wonderful cheese plate I ordered as a snack, I’m sure to return for a complete meal. 

    And of course no walk home would be complete without a stop at Mercer Street Books, where I picked up a copy of Ring Lardner’s Best Stories.  The copyright says 1938, and it was published by Garden City Publishing Co., which was founded by Nelson Doubleday to reprint titles from his main publishing house.  I’ve read Lardner’s stories, but to be honest, I was taken in by the cover, and since it was under ten bucks, I don’t feel so awful.  

    I also picked up a copy of Roxane Gay’s debut collection, Ayiti.  I think Ms. Gay is such a fucking talent, I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am to read the book.  Her essays on The Rumpus and HTML Giant always blow me away, and I have no doubt the collection will do the same. 

    Posted on October 18, 2011

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