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Guest Strategist Haul: What John Jannuzzi Bought This Month

John Jannuzzi. Photo: Laura S. Wilson for Gossamer

Every month, the Strategist editors do their version of a haul blog, jibber-jabbering about their favorite purchases of the last four weeks. To get that same personality and taste insight (via receipts), we’re inviting interesting friends of the Strat to run down their own buys. For this installment of the Guest Strat Haul, frequent Strategist contributor and Bonobos editorial director John Jannuzzi on his purchases for the last four weeks.

I opened my drawer. Everything was wrong. It was that moment of existential dread all of us face: I hated everything I saw. A carefully chosen arsenal of black, heather gray, and navy T-shirts had finally betrayed me. This one too wide, the other too tight, others somehow showing stomach cleavage and an unflattering glimpse of hair. I pulled yesterday’s shirt from the laundry basket, a J.Crew broken-in pocket crewneck (the same as all the others) and trotted out to find its successor. I checked Buck Mason and came up short. I wandered to Noah, but am simply not that cool. I visited Ralph Lauren, but can’t bring myself to do it. I sauntered past Sweetgreen and looked in the window at the happy millennials in athleisure. Why can’t I be like them? I wondered to myself, I love salad and athleisure. Defeated, I returned home. My girlfriend told me that J.Crew was having a sale (they do this several times a week). I bought 12 of the T-shirts that had betrayed me earlier in the day and resigned myself to the fact that there is no such thing as “the perfect T-shirt.”

After an extremely demoralizing morning of being schooled in Mario Kart online by what I assume was a gang of Japanese teens, I was feeling down. This has become a part of my life. In our house, we call it “self-care Mario Kart.” But it had turned on me. Restless, I dusted off my copy of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. Perhaps there was some cool side quest I could complete? Did Hyrule need more saving? And then I remembered that I foolishly never got the DLC pack for it. Hello to hours and hours of new Nintendo Switch gameplay. Good-bye to literally the exact same thing because I am aimless.

The morning commute brought me a sobering realization. There was a hole in the sole of my shoe. It was not big, but it was there, a constant reminder that I have abused my Adidas. How much longer would they last? The slick streets seeped through the small hole with every step, dampening my sock. Do I treat all things in my life with such carelessness? Do I let my relationships wither to the point of minor decay and replace them with something new, like I will these Adidas? The water spot on my sock grows. Later, I welcomed a new pair and cursed myself as I laced them up, knowing that one day, not far from now, the water will flood back into my sock. Everything will fail you if you give it long enough.

On a brighter note, two of my friends launched a brand called Gossamer. They are good people, excellent company, and skilled writers. Gossamer has the tagline “For people who also smoke weed.” Their first issue is arriving this month, and I felt it important to support my pals. And to also read some good stuff. That good content.

Walking past a building, I see the jeans I’m wearing. I wonder who I think I am in them, while most others know exactly who I am in them (they are too tight, I realize). My mind quickly turns against them, and I convince myself that they must be replaced. Throngs of stovepipe-legged New Yorkers walk the streets with me in their Slimane frames. Where do they come from? Settled in the glow of my computer, I order a pair of athletic-fit jeans from Bonobos. They’re one of the few that can fit my somewhat thunderous thighs.

Much like my Adidas sneakers, my “nice” shoes have hit their limit. The heel is worn down, the leather has one too many patches in it, and the insole is a shadow of its former self. I’ve been wearing them almost daily for years — like all relationships, human and shoe alike — they have run their course. Being a vanilla person with little appetite for change, I opt to replace them with the same shoe. However, this time I buy them in black. I wear them immediately after they arrive, without putting a rubber sole on the bottom. They are tractionless. The universe, ever content to take me down a peg, intervenes and sends me sliding down a flight of subway stairs at the 23rd Street Madison Square Park stop. There was an audible gasp from the crowd and a bystander was knocked down. There is no joy in possessions.

Photo: Hirokazu OHARA /

My girlfriend has a very important meeting and needs something new to wear — something professional and impressive. We earmark a Sunday to traipse around Soho, envisioning a full afternoon of shuttling from one shop to another. Our first stop is Ina on Prince Street in Nolita. Here, among the discarded and orphaned designer clothes, you can’t help but think of the people who once owned them. Were they traded in for lack of wear? For emergency cash flow? Who has such extravagant clothing to begin with? She picks three dresses and I retire to a lumpy circular ottoman in the back. She exits, twirling, floating, and nearly shimmering with the confidence Raf Simons can conjure. It’s more than we had planned on spending, but our judgment was clouded in the name of good clothing. We leave the other orphaned clothes behind and reclaim the rest of our Sunday.

Editor’s note: The exact dress that Jannuzzi purchased is obviously not available anymore, but there’s another pre–fall 2015 Dior dress available from the Real Real.

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Guest Strategist Haul: What John Jannuzzi Bought This Month