Sartorial Brits took to London’s (chic) streets for The Chap Magazine’s first winter Grand Flanneur Walk

Confession time. One of Queerguru Editor’s semi-secret passions and obsessions from his days in the UK is The Chap.  It was founded in 1999 and is the longest-serving British magazine dedicated to the gentlemanly way of life, with its own quirky, satirical take on a style that has recently entered the mainstream. THE CHAP is now seen as both a stalwart of old-fashioned values and, paradoxically also the pioneer of new trends in fashion. Its reportage covers everything from vintage festivals to new makers of tweed garments, giving a rounded view of how to live well in the modern age.

We loved the fact that in 2012 The Chap’s protest against Abercrombie & Fitch opening a shop on Savile Row (sacre bleu!) received global attention and support, despite the ultimate entrée by the vulgar American retailer to the home of bespoke tailoring.  Now in a world being dragged through the gutter by  The Orange Man, we love that The Chap strives to maintain at least a few bastions of old-world civility, charm and bonhomie, in a world increasingly beginning to resemble one gigantic shopping mall. The Chap’s response to this is to continue to wear fabulous, elegant clothes, display impeccable manners at all times, regardless of what behaviour encountered, and to encourage others to do the same.

Last month they held the first winter edition of their Grand Flaneur Walk. The format was the same as all previous Grand Flaneur Walks. One hundred or so superbly dressed chaps and chapettes assembled by the statue of Beau Brummell on Jermyn Street, London, to socialise, compare boutonnieres and prepare for the gruelling task ahead: to saunter through the

streets of London in search of nothing in particular; with no destination, no purpose, and no agenda. A rousing recital on the theme of flanerie was read by Gustav Temple – this time from Edgar Allan Poe’s The Man of the Crowd, and, once completed, the flaneurs were eager to get going.

Once it was time to set off, naturally, long discussions took place as to which direction to take. Perhaps half an hour later, it was agreed that they should head vaguely towards Trafalgar Square, simply because they never had before. Guided by the cane of Mr. Temple, held aloft so it could be seen by those at the rear guard of a 100-strong crowd, the flaneurs made their way towards Covent Garden.

https://thechap.co.uk/the-grand-flaneur-winter-walk-2/

 


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