John refers to himself as a dandy and he takes it very seriously. Charles Baudelaire defined the dandy as “one who elevates æsthetics to a living religion.” For John, being “impeccably clean” (always with his shirt tucked in) is heaven on earth, and he lifts off the ground into a mean hip-hop, jazz routine when referring to Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly as his “fellas” because of how they wore a suit and tie. Back to Baudelaire: “For the perfect dandy, these things are no more than the symbol of the aristocratic superiority of his mind.” How you dress does create a certain state-of-mind, and for John, “it’s a language that he is speaking to the world in the best possible way he can.” I love the language that he speaks and can only guess that seeing him in his top hat with plume on the subway would send me into a trance. His family is originally from Jamaica, once a colony of England, and thus, where English culture and the traditions of being “the gentleman” were handed down. His mom became a doctor when she and her family came to NYC in the ’70s, but the “the rounds” that John does are in the East Village at Metropolis, Union Square at Rags-A-GoGo, and Brooklyn at Beacon’s Closet. And there is definitely a sense of euphoria when he points to the corduroy detail on his shoe, how he scored the Bentley pants with the feathered pattern, or how a bow tie and pocket square can transform the day.