Breaking the chains of ignorance depends on having the ability to think freely and independently of the masses, whether political or artistic. Some of Fred’s biggest inspirations are his dad, for having chosen civil service over corporate law and fighting for the rights of immigrants, and Brian Jones for blurring the gender lines of men’s dress. In fact, Fred admits that he is “unhealthily obsessed” with the late 60’s musician. He even picked up playing the sitar as homage to the genius who played the same instrument in “Paint it Black.”
Ironically, his worn hippie shirt once belonged to his dad and dates back to both the rise of The Stones and to a time when his father, who grew up in Mobile, Alabama, chose to defy his own racist father by starting a Communist club. Fred lauds his dad’s reverence for Aristotle’s feeling that “where your talents and the needs of the world cross, therein lies your vocation,” as much as he does his paternal hand-me-downs. Fred loves to “wear the shit out of” his clothes, incorporating the multitude of influences into an ever-evolving uniform, from ’70s fringe and leopard to the modern avant-garde of McQueen and Owens. His enviable post-punk array of black rocker boots has been recently softened by Phoebe Philo’s debut at Celine with the charcoals, browns and beiges of his tweed boxy blazer. Though he challenges the status quo much like his dad, in drapey sweaters and leopard, the true “deep from the heart of” Texan in Fred shines though in brimmed hats and blue jeans.
Check out Fred’s website: Take a Drag or Two.