By the end of this week, you’re going to be feeling very American.
Good news—you’ll be dressing the part, too.
Here to help: Gant Rugger, the outfitter specializing in big, classic, broad-shouldered Americana style, opening its largest store in the US (and its first store in the Midwest) in Bucktown today.
This, of course, is the company that invented the button-down collar and that little loop on the back of your shirt. If you happen to have played a crew captain in any 1980s movie about Ivy League schools (or, in fact, were one), you were wearing these clothes. If you happen to be a Kennedy reading this from Hyannis Port, you’re probably familiar with their madras shorts, as well. (Also: hi, Kennedy.)
Here, they’ve created a store big enough for their entire collection. It’s decked out with beams from a Pennsylvania barn and dressing room doors reclaimed from an old schoolhouse.
Swing in to pick up a last-minute swimsuit and sunglasses for this weekend. While inside, look a little further down the road and check out their pre-fall stuff: a US-Army-by-way-of-Algiers assortment of blazers, trousers, neckties and some faded sweatshirts that read simply “Je suis Américaine.”
In case you’re spending the Fourth in Montreal.
Good news—you’ll be dressing the part, too.
Here to help: Gant Rugger, the outfitter specializing in big, classic, broad-shouldered Americana style, opening its largest store in the US (and its first store in the Midwest) in Bucktown today.
This, of course, is the company that invented the button-down collar and that little loop on the back of your shirt. If you happen to have played a crew captain in any 1980s movie about Ivy League schools (or, in fact, were one), you were wearing these clothes. If you happen to be a Kennedy reading this from Hyannis Port, you’re probably familiar with their madras shorts, as well. (Also: hi, Kennedy.)
Here, they’ve created a store big enough for their entire collection. It’s decked out with beams from a Pennsylvania barn and dressing room doors reclaimed from an old schoolhouse.
Swing in to pick up a last-minute swimsuit and sunglasses for this weekend. While inside, look a little further down the road and check out their pre-fall stuff: a US-Army-by-way-of-Algiers assortment of blazers, trousers, neckties and some faded sweatshirts that read simply “Je suis Américaine.”
In case you’re spending the Fourth in Montreal.
