Two things they don’t make like they used to—movie posters and movies. Case in point: Michelangelo Antonioni’s brilliant 1966 flick Blow-Up.

David Hemmings plays Thomas, a debauched fashion photographer based on David Bailey who thinks he may have witnessed a murder. But the plot takes a back seat to the movie’s incredibly stylish mise-en-scène, not to mention Thomas’ navy blue Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud convertible, slant-pocketed velvet hacking jacket and endless stream of beautiful bedmates.

At Bonhams Entertainment Sale in London on June 18, you can snag a piece of the magic in the form of this original poster from the film, estimated at £300 - £500. If you think you can outbid us, that is.

The great Sir Paul Smith may have recently signed on to design new off-pitch duds for the Manchester United Football Club (that’s soccer to you), but the sporting supermen were not always in need of such sartorial succor.

Back in the ’50s they wore good old classic club blazers when not actively pummeling opponents, and needed no other decoration, as Bonhams upcoming Sporting Sale demonstrates.

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Usually when someone uses the phrase “old school,” they don’t have a specific place in mind, but when it comes to tailoring you can pin it down to a single street. Savile Row in London has been the go-to spot for bespokery since the days of the empire, and anywhere you happen to be fitted—even in Hong Kong or Dubai—it’s likely that most of your suit’s flourishes started out in the West End.

Of course, just like the empire, the Row has had some hard times lately»

Some say Slim Aarons was a terrible snob. The lanky lensman once declared he was only really interested in photographing “attractive people doing attractive things in attractive places.”

But you know what? That’s all we usually feel like looking at.

References to sex, drugs and rock’n’roll are the mainstay of fashion photography nowadays, but somebody had to think of it first. That man was Bob Richardson, whose “raw” images shocked magazine editors in the early ’60s, when models still wore white gloves and smiled like contented hausfraus in every picture. While Richardson’s acolytes like Bruce Weber, Peter Lindbergh and Steven Meisel went on to fame and fortune by imitating his style, the man himself flamed out, ending up homeless, drug addicted and insane, most of his work lost or destroyed…

A man should look as if he has bought his clothes with intelligence, put them on with care—and then forgotten all about them. Such gems of sartorial wisdom are the hallmark of legendary British clothier Sir Hardy Amies’ 1965 classic ABC of Men’s Fashion—regrettably long out of print. Until now, that is. It’s just been re-issued thanks to a major new fashion exhibition at London’s Victoria & Albert Museum, and men everywhere can benefit from such a stylish lexicon.

Every facet of the well-dressed fellow’s wardrobe is represented, together with a few acid remarks (see Fat Men and Short Men). Hell, Sir Hardy earned a bit of stuffiness; the dashing designer was a British secret agent before setting up shop at 14 Savile Row in 1946, and he went on to design costumes for both Stanley Kubrick and the Queen of England.

—J.P.S.