The self-styled ‘Count of Gutentag’, whose photograph was sent in by Sir Archibald Acheson, is in fact an elaborately designed, though poorly executed, doorbell. A real count, doorbell accessory or otherwise, would not wear a cardboard topper, an ill-fitting brown jacket with the pocket flaps tucked in and no pocket square, paired with black trousers,… … Keep Reading
“I would like to submit my Chappishness photos for consideration,” writes Lyndon Yorke, “taken on my amphibious bath chair, occasionally seen on the upper Thames, especially during Regatta.” This is more along the lines of how a count should comport himself. The built-in champagne cooler is a nice touch, the lack of headwear perfectly excusable… … Keep Reading
“My name is Yannick Raczynski-Henk and I am an aspiring chap from the Netherlands. I am an archaeologist, so I spend many of my days caked in mud but even on those occasions I try to live up to the standards of chappism. This photograph was taken in my office on one of those paperwork… … Keep Reading
The nation’s finest facial fuzz was displayed in Brighton last weekend. More than 200 hirsute competitors took part in the first British Beard and Moustache Championships in Brighton on Saturday 16th September. The day began with a parade through the city towards Brighton Dome, where the judges presided over 11 categories of furry-faced individuals, who… … Keep Reading
For those chaps who cannot yet afford Savile Row bespoke prices, the next best thing is to purchase vintage items that were perhaps constructed within that hallowed epicentre of bespoke tailoring. With a few adjustments by a competent seamstress, the item can easily be turned into clothing that still outsmarts most new items. Savvy Row.… … Keep Reading
Sometimes it can be frustrating to find a perfect vintage item that is just one size too small, and short of having corrective surgery, one is never going to fit inside it. This is where reproduction vintage has its uses, producing a range of sizes for every garment, all designed with an introspective delve into… … Keep Reading
A discreet directory of shops and online emporia which, in the opinion of The Chap, offer a range of tastefully selected garments and accessories of a high manufacturing standard suitable for the discerning gentleman and, in some cases, his lady companion. T Snook. This charming shop in Bridport, Dorset, is principally a hatters, with every… … Keep Reading
Steve Pittard: AMATEURS ABOLISHED! screamed the headlines in 1962, during cricket’s equivalent of the French revolution. Daily Telegraph correspondent EW Swanton condemned the change as ‘not only unnecessary but deplorable’. Moreover, it meant curtains for the traditional ‘Gentlemen versus Players’ fixture – cricket’s oldest rivalry – in which carefree cavaliers had crossed swords with paid… … Keep Reading
Brigadier Gerard de Piercy: There can be few sporting events in the calendar that delineate the lingering vestiges of the British class system as clearly as Ascot in June. Royal patronage of the meeting dates back to the purchase of Ascot Heath as a place to race horses by Queen Anne in 1711. A keen… … Keep Reading
“This photo was taken at the Tweed Run, writes Christopher Vincent. “I had a barber chair set up and was doing tache fix-ups. I work at Murdock London if by chance you’d like to pop in for a trim and a shave.” Sir, that is extremely gracious of you and we initially wondered whether we… … Keep Reading
“My name is Christopher Stewart Bentley, and I spent my stag do in quite comfortable attire, does this make me a chap?” We would be quite happy to pass on Christopher Vincent’s kind offer of a trim and a shave at Murdock London to Master Bentley – but what would be the point? Once that piece… … Keep Reading
“Just a quick snap before popping out to the theatre,” writes Michael T. Atherton. “Does my attire meet your high standards in the pursuit of Chapdom?” What kind of theatre were you popping out to, dressed in country tweeds? Theatre of the Absurd? … Keep Reading