Author Archives: Tyler Doran

About Tyler Doran

Tyler is the owner of Heir Antiques, a curiosities shop in New York. He lives in the seaside-ish village of Wakefield, Rhode Island where he collects crazy stuff and forms very serious opinions about wildly unserious things. Doran loathes chenille anything; even blankets but especially sweaters. He lives for rare roast beef, unripend peaches and frozen candy (Haribo gummi bears being the best). Tyler plays tennis, swims and bikes to try to look like a 1920′s Olympian and so that he can eat frozen gummi bears and not feel all that guilty about it. His last three Halloween costumes were a Demonic 18th Century Aristocrat, a Demonic 1920′s Olympic Badminton Player, and a Bulgarian Strongman Circus performer from the 30s. Turn of the Century team photographs of guys in cricket blazers and striped football sweaters never cease to inspire him to dress like an English gentleman on a transatlantic steamship or at picnics by the lake. He once had an incredibly detailed dream about being a stowaway named Whisker Mittens on a ship bound for the African coast and he romanticizes histories in a big way.

Belstaff, Leather Pants, and Tough Looks for the Fancy Badass

  First, I must address the Elephant in the Blog. Leather Pants. I know, who wears leather pants really? Motorcycle people. Mick Jagger. Creepy Tom Cruise. Folsom Street. The many connotations are not good ones, but the appearance of leather

Belstaff, Leather Pants, and Tough Looks for the Fancy Badass

  First, I must address the Elephant in the Blog. Leather Pants. I know, who wears leather pants really? Motorcycle people. Mick Jagger. Creepy Tom Cruise. Folsom Street. The many connotations are not good ones, but the appearance of leather

Be a Sport! Pommel Horses, Tennis, and the Beautiful (Vintage) Jock

I was looking at old scrapbooks and inspiration boards over the weekend and noticed among the bits of ephemera, quite a bit of vintage sport imagery. I’ve always been inspired by sport, though as a young gay man, most of

Be a Sport! Pommel Horses, Tennis, and the Beautiful (Vintage) Jock

I was looking at old scrapbooks and inspiration boards over the weekend and noticed among the bits of ephemera, quite a bit of vintage sport imagery. I’ve always been inspired by sport, though as a young gay man, most of

Covetable Goods: Real and Imagined

This bizarre winter-that-time-forgot has really supercharged my need for new spring “goods.” I’m usually too hermetic, pale, and doughy to care much for spring fashion in February, but this apocalyptic novelty has gotten my ass in gear and ready for

Covetable Goods: Real and Imagined

This bizarre winter-that-time-forgot has really supercharged my need for new spring “goods.” I’m usually too hermetic, pale, and doughy to care much for spring fashion in February, but this apocalyptic novelty has gotten my ass in gear and ready for

Baring It All: Shoes To Show Off Your Legs In Style

I’m currently floating in the Caribbean doing research for a later IBC post about cruise style. The pay-by-second internet service, along with everything else on a ship at sea with a captured audience costs a fortune, so I’m going to

Baring It All: Shoes To Show Off Your Legs In Style

I’m currently floating in the Caribbean doing research for a later IBC post about cruise style. The pay-by-second internet service, along with everything else on a ship at sea with a captured audience costs a fortune, so I’m going to

Where do you Winter? Resort Wear and Class-y Envy

I could never keep my whites quite white enough. No matter how much bleach I used or how much sun-drenched line drying I did, my clothes were never so much “bright white” as “off-bone.” That first “hit” of perfect crispness

Where do you Winter? Resort Wear and Class-y Envy

I could never keep my whites quite white enough. No matter how much bleach I used or how much sun-drenched line drying I did, my clothes were never so much “bright white” as “off-bone.” That first “hit” of perfect crispness