Chanel Pharrell sunglasses.
Chanel Pharrell sunglasses green.
I missed the Chanel Pharrell drop. It was the first menswear offering by Chanel—okay, to be fair, it was more unisex street wear than strictly menswear—and all I wanted were those green sunglasses with ‘Chanel Pharrell’ on the circular frames. Of course, they sold out. So I whipped out StockX, Grailed and even Carousell for crying out loud, to search for said shades. Say what?! SGD2,500. Hell no!
I’ve been obsessed with eyewear recently. I ordered two pairs of opticals from Mr Porter. Both didn’t fit my Asian nose, so they were promptly returned, and then I spent another three hours later that evening scrolling through MatchesFashion.com
When it comes to shopping, as you can see, it’s an all-consuming fire. The thrill of the hunt climaxes with dopamine hits of scored buys. It’s all fun and retail therapy games until you’ve maxed out your credit card and you’re still itching for another fashion fix. Which is kind of like porn, right?
And that’s exactly what we want to unpack in this issue.
Porn? Yes (see our photo essay shot by Jonathan Pryce in London featuring porn stars who have started their own Only Fans account), but more specifically: when does obsession skew from being healthy and encouraged (case in point: CJ Hendry’s unique drawing technique and her latest Rorschach exhibition) to unhealthy addiction and, quite frankly, madness? (Read all about the very real issue of porn addiction). How do you tell?
Chanel vintage sunglasses.
Chanel round vintage sunglasses.
Chanel Paris round white vintage sunglasses.
I’ve moved on from the ‘Chanel Pharrell’ capsule. As much as I love Pharrell for his dope AF style, I ain’t forking out two-and-a- half grand for his shades. I’ve decided on a new tack: finding the original round Chanel sunglasses that inspired his collab. What?! SGD1,750. Not. Worth. It.
Obsession takes on many forms and guises. From watchmakers obsessing over making their mechanical timepieces as precise as possible to obsessing over natural beauty (check out our fashion editorial with two of the industry’s top male models—Ton Heukels and Kit Butler), there is an interesting relationship between desire and control.
In our special feature for the month, we explore the interconnected duality of obsessive-compulsive disorder (as a form of internal obsession) and stalking (external obsession) in an attempt to shed some light on this complex interplay between power and passion in the realm of manic behaviour.
Which finally leads us to our cover star for this month—Max Minghella. I know what you’re thinking: “He looks familiar but I just can’t pin him down”. That’s because this actor eschews the limelight (he doesn’t even have social media) and celebrity antics in favour of focusing on his craft; most famously, playing the troubled and torn Nick Blaine in Hulu’s award-winning series, Handmaid’s Tale (season three returns this June).
In addition to talking about obsession over an ideology in the hit show, Minghella also talks about obsession over the pursuit of a project; timely, given the directorial debut of his film, Teen Spirit, which tells the story of a girl chasing her dream of being a singer. Flick over to the cover story on page 108; lensed exclusively forEsquire Singapore by talented photographer Michael Schwartz.
Vintage stores Paris.
Designer vintage stores Paris.
Luxury designer vintage stores Paris.
Stuff the opportunist online resellers. I’m going to be in Paris soon enough and I’m going to find my sunglasses the old-fashioned way. IRL. And if all else fails, there’s always Cartier jewellery. And Van Cleef. And Boucheron. Hang on, maybe I need a new workbag? “Hey Siri, search for Hermès Victoria 43 bag.”