Bereft of basics, Stinson R. Ely is a dandies collection, exclusively. Throughout, it’s modern and visually dramatic, yet highly sophisticated and cosmopolitan. A narrowly defined, point-of-view collection, it purposely shuns the milquetoast and pusillanimous. It woos and courts, instead, a refined but risk assertive sartorialist, a man who effortlessly marries elegance and modernism with daring yet sophisticated flamboyance.
At every corner, it dares to take risk. Its bold elan and sharply defined savior faire deliberately designed to be understood and appreciated by only the most adventurous and self-confident among men.
That it “dares to take risk at every corner” is an odd, if not au contraire, description considering its designs are minimalistic simple and void of extraneous detail. Its motifs are simple, timeless classics. Its palette, for the most part, shaved to just two colors.
The power that engines its sledge hammer wallop are a surprisingly small handful of sleight-of-hand-tricks that magically transform minimalist simplicity into daringly adventurous. Bold, oversized graphics are powerfully executed. Vivid color combinations pit the counterpoint of subtle neutrals against jewel tone brights. Collectively, they prove the timeless cliche that most visually compelling designs are those reduced to their simplest elements. Therein the design philosophy of Stinson R. Ely, a collection that pays tribute to the unswerving vision and design genius of Robbi Ely; it’s from her I learned all that I now know and know now to be true.