It meant something to Kevin that he grew up on 1534 President Street in Brooklyn, which strikes me because of how quietly authoritative he is in both his demeanor and style, not unlike a dignitary or head of state, but one with swagger. He is so cool in his super power duds that he has become known as Professor Badass on the internet, but for me it is as much about his thoughtful intentions as it is about his garments. The modern yet classic touches of a white starched Amish collar with a well-cut, non-generic black blazer and vintage railroad stripe pant or a Yohji Yamamoto kilt with a crisp tuxedo shirt of his own design is discreet and commands attention.
For some, being diagnosed with MS and suddenly becoming housebound for years might have prompted a bout of self-pity, but for Kevin, he only gained a positive wisdom in his acceptance of watching life go by a bit more slowly, a new beard that is reminiscent of Abraham Lincoln – the Civil War is one of his favorite sartorial influences – and a renewed interest in making and performing music after a twenty-six year hiatus initiated by the dissolution of an independent record deal. With suspenders purposefully dropped down and not worn over his shoulders and a floral Western-inspired oxford shirt, Kevin has a deep affection for Americana that grew out of his mother’s career as a jazz pianist and his travels throughout the USA as a fashion director and stylist. In a three-piece wool suit with boots that he distressed himself, Kevin is masterful in his subtle yet powerful presence like his father, who he recalls always left the house “done,” down to the cufflinks and a Bulova watch that Kevin still wears.