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The Rake April 2018 - Issue 57

The world’s preeminent publication dedicated to the renaissance in gentlemanly sophistication and style, THE RAKE recaptures the codes of classic men’s elegance. Inspired by icons such as Cary Grant, Fred Astaire, the Duke of Windsor, Gianni Agnelli, Sean Connery, and their contemporary counterparts, THE RAKE provides incisive, in-depth commentary on magnificent menswear, and the many other elements of gentlemanly living, from manners and ethics, to art and design, tasteful travel, health and well-being, the intellectual and philosophical, to homes, modes of transport, entertainment, food and drink. THE RAKE is the modern voice of classic elegance.

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letter from the founder

(KIM LANG)Time for a change By the time you’re reading this, The Rake will have embarked on the next chapter of its e-commerce evolution: watches. Why watches? Well, to begin with, everyone at The Rake, yours truly in particular, adores them. Amusingly, I was speaking to my friend William Roberts — who I believe is not just a consummate gentleman but also the world’s most knowledgeable and accomplished Omega Speedmaster collector (his website, Speedmaster101.com, is an invaluable resource) — and his 92-year-old mother at their farm in Surrey, and Mrs. Roberts posited the question why it is the two of us...

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letter from the editor

(KIM LANG) While unofficially, and perhaps unintentionally, the subject of legacy has a strong influence in this issue, perhaps part of The Rake’s raison d’être is to emphasise not only the great men and women of history and the impressions they have left on the world, but also how, today, people nurture a legacy and keep it secure for future generations. I’ve always liked ‘signatures’, the small identifiers that become unmistakable to the enlightened, and the subtler the better. For centuries the greatest artists, artisans, musicians and writers have left thumbprints in their work through which we recognise them. Ralph Vaughan...

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STEVE SCHOFIELD Steve Schofield is an award-winning English photographer. He has a number of portraits in the National Portrait Gallery London’s permanent collection. He recently returned to the capital after spending the past six years living in Los Angeles, where he worked with Hollywood’s A-list for editorial clients including Vogue, Vanity Fair, GQ, Esquire and Empire, as well as a range of advertising clients. Known for his narrative, sometimes cinematic, approach to portraiture, his personal work has been exhibited across Europe, and has been written about in The New York Times, The Times, The Guardian and Creative Review. Some of Steve’s...

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when to provoke is to live

In a recent interview, Jane Birkin described her first date with Serge Gainsbourg. They met on the set of the 1969 movie Slogan; he was 40, she was 22. “He barely spoke to me and I thought him terribly arrogant and unkind,” she recalled, “so the director suggested we go out for the night. We went to dinner, then to a club, where I dragged him onto the dancefloor. He trod all over my toes, and I realised that under the rashness and the mauve shirt, he was devastatingly unsure of himself, and that made him terribly intriguing. Then he...

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desert song: palm springs

It has been a while since my last visit to Palm Springs, California. In the late 1990s a group of friends would travel to this idyllic desert community from Los Angeles for the holidays. It is about 110 miles from Hollywood, and we were drawn there by the old-school Rat Pack flair, the pedigree modernist architecture, the resale shops filled with fifties and sixties furnishings, and designer thrift deposited by East Coast snowbirds escaping the cold for warmer climates. There were not many cool places to stay, and the food was more shtick than savoury. There were medieval-themed prime rib...

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label of love

In 1932, a nine-year-old boy from a devout Muslim family living in London — his father was a diplomat and legal adviser to Kemal Atatürk, founder of the Turkish republic — was taken by his elder brother, Nesuhi, to see the Duke Ellington and Cab Calloway orchestras at the Palladium theatre. “I’d never really seen black people except pictures of great artists like Josephine Baker,” the boy in question, Ahmet Ertegün, later said. “And I’d never heard anything as glorious as those beautiful musicians, wearing great white tails playing these incredibly gleaming horns with drums and rhythm sections unlike you...