Brett Braley

2 weeks ago | wornandwound.com | Brett Braley

Over the last year or two, I’ve been traveling more and more for work. More often than not, I’ve found the experience impersonal at best. Thanks to the new invention of “contactless check-in”, I am usually greeted by a row of iPads, making it feel more like I’ve made a 4-day reservation at a Genius Bar versus a holiday in Malibu. You see, like glass-blowing or macrame, hospitality is a dying art.

2 weeks ago | coolmaterial.com | Beau Hayhoe |Mo Mozuch |Brett Braley

Skip to Content Share Article Share through your preferred social media platform: Summer’s just around the corner, and that means it’s time to celebrate the father figures in all our lives. Father’s Day is June 15, and we know all too well that dads can be some of the toughest guys to shop for.

2 weeks ago | coolmaterial.com | Beau Hayhoe |Mo Mozuch |Brett Braley |Jen Glennon

If your dad or father figure has taught you everything you know about venturing off the beaten path, it’s time to return the favor this Father’s Day. The outdoorsy dad is a special breed, a man who knows the tricks of the trade as well as the right gear for the task at hand, be it building a fire, pitching a tent, or navigating tricky terrain. Nature isn’t just a calling for this man—it’s a way of life.

3 weeks ago | coolmaterial.com | Mo Mozuch |Brett Braley |Jen Glennon

Father’s Day gifts always seem to be a challenge. Dads often have a simple list of things they want. Usually it’s a cold drink, a good sandwich, and a little nap. Or maybe it’s just a phone call or card to show him you care. But some of us want to spoil our dads a little bit. The trouble is, what do you get for a guy who never asks for anything? Or worse, just goes out and buys it for himself the moment an impulse strikes? The answer: a surprise. Get dad something he never even thought of wanting.

3 weeks ago | coolmaterial.com | Johnny Motley |Beau Hayhoe |Brett Braley

As a wayward journalist in New York, I have a soft spot for the film Bright Lights, Big City—a neon-lit fever dream starring Michael J. Fox as Jamie Conway, a debauched yet oddly endearing writer. As Conway stumbles through nightclubs, office corridors, and women’s bedrooms across Manhattan, he sports distinctive sartorial armor: a tweed blazer, crisp khakis, and always, a pair of Ray-Ban Wayfarers—worn even indoors to mask his bloodshot, cocaine-blown eyes.