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.

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