Clothes Specifically Made for Scotch Drinking. “Sometimes I worry I’m not dressed appropriately for my scotch. For instance, do my pants convey that I’m a serious person who understands—really, truly understands—the depths of this 21-year-old, rum-cask-aged liquor in the cut-crystal tumbler I’m holding? Well, friends: Glenfiddich has teamed up with Josh Peskowitz of LA men’s shop Magasin to allay my insecurity. They’ve tapped four designers (E. Tautz, Camoshita, Hamilton and Feit) to produce a fall capsule collection, Glenfiddich’s Wardrobe XXI, designed with the scotch-drinking clotheshorse in mind. I’ll get a chance to see it this week at Chicago’s Meyvn and find out if Hamilton’s Scottish-American cashmere popover lets me become the scotch drinker I always knew I could be.” —Chris LaMorte

Shearling Coat. “Look at this thing. It’s absurd. But I want it so badly. I’ve wanted it for exactly 18 days, since I first saw it in an email from Todd Snyder. I’ve even kept the tab open on my browser so I can occasionally peek at it. Do I think I’ll look good wearing it? I think we all know the answer to that question: a resounding yes. Do I care that I’ll look like Macklemore? Nope. Do I care that it could double as a Halloween costume for Sweetums, the Muppet? Also nope. As soon as I get my hands on $2,600, she will be mine. Oh, she will be mine.” —Nathan Wahl

The Joy of Unpacking Your Fall Jackets. “I bought three autumn jackets in the past two months. I’m in love. I picked up a goat suede bomber from Todd Snyder for a song, an American Trench raincoat and a Public School trucker jacket/bomber in wool for an even cheaper song. But over the weekend I was unpacking my older fall jackets and had basically forgotten that I owned a Barbour short-cut moto jacket, a vintage M-65 and a raw denim H. W. Carter & Sons work coat with a blanket lining. At long last, my collection is approaching completion. It feels good. All hail fall.” —Geoff Rynex

Dodger Socks. “In a few weeks, I’ll be a dad, which grants me a small amount of dignity to dispose of when wearing clothes before the general public. On that note, I was recently given a pair of ’47’s Dodgers socks at a game versus the Rockies. And while they didn’t do much for the team with the Giants this weekend, I still feel they contain a certain amount of juju. Regardless, my Dodger pride can be flaunted out loud if I wear them with shorts, which I promise not to do until my soon-to-be-born baby becomes a more embarrass-able teenager. More realistically, I can feel my Dodger pride wherever I go in these socks. Even in a big face-to-face meeting or just hanging out in San Francisco or other enemy territory. They will be my little secret.”—Hadley Tomicki

Patagonia Provisions Long Root Ale. “Patagonia, the favorite outdoorsy purveyor of the eco- and style-conscious alike, is making beer now. And considering that it’s only being sold on the West Coast, and that I live on the West Coast, I feel honor-bound to track down a pack. And drink said pack. Preferably outdoors while wearing my Torrentshell, or my Nano Puff. Or both.” —Najib Benouar