Walk into Grahame G. Fowler's
cozy West Village, New York men's shop
and you'll want to grab a chair and stay a while. First, the tiny shop, feels like a cool, men's club, packed with all sorts of things; layered rugs, armchairs, scooters and photography from Santa Monica's Rose Gallery. But also, there's Fowler, an amiable British chap; the man behind the look, who has parlayed his background in textiles and design
into the made-in-New-York specialty shop. And looking around you know Fowler must be an interesting man. You've got tough, broken-in, black-leather Falstaff jackets and vintage Omega watches
next to colorful bow ties, pink-gingham button downs and bright, striped belts. This is the closet of an interesting man.
We sat down with Fowler, across from the mechanical clothes rack (a relic from the shop's days as a dry cleaner), to talk with him about menswear, his 1960s Manchester inspirations and his collection of more than 50 Lambretta scooters.