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We have, at Oliver Brown, a trumpet. As regular readers are aware, we do occasionally have a bit of a blow on it. That’s because we are very proud of our own tailoring service and take great care to source only the very finest products from third parties that we believe meet our exacting standards and match the interests of our clientele such as shoes from Loake, coats from Schöffel, and wellies from Le Chameau.
Occasionally, however, we find that for one reason or another there are marvellous products that don’t quite ‘fit’. There’s little we’d like more than to be able to supply our customers with a perfectly preserved Series Land Rover, for example, but where would one draw the line? At what point does one suggest that one’s tailor should spend less time selling other people’s products and more time breaking out the chalk, pins and scissors, and getting back to the business of cutting the finest cloth and supplying superb suits?
And that’s why we don’t stock desert boots. But it doesn’t mean that we don’t love them.
For what better example is there of form following function than this rugged and reckless cousin of the classic chukka boot? Soft but strong, sturdy but smartly scruffy – not to mention really rather reasonable, they have been firm favourites of movie stars and intrepid army scouts for decades. And what’s good enough for David Stirling or Steve McQueen is most certainly good enough for us.
So as and when you pop by for a pair of Oliver Brown deck shoes, do drop by any one of a number of shops on the King’s Road to pick up a pair of desert boots, too.