After much ado, SECRET FORTS has a new address. We've re-built the fort, bigger and better, but tried to keep it the same old Secret Forts you've come to know and love. This site will remain as an archive but new posts from here on out will be made from the new HQ. Make sure to update your bookmarks and links and check out the new site often as we're working on new features as well as continuing the old ones. A huge thanks to good friends Sandy and Emil Corsillo for all their help and to you for following along here for the past three years. See you over at the new fort.
“Real secrets will get you dead. I always forget to remember anything. I am a waterlogged, sun-baked old surf bum and that act always ends the inquisition. I wanted to be left alone. So I left alone. Now I don’t want anything.” -The Black Knight of Malibu. Badass. Legend. Miki Dora. Respect.
Hot off the presses, the fine fellows of the Rig Out(them being Glenn Kitson, Andy Bird and Antony Crook) have done it yet again and as usual, in a big way.
The other day I paid a long overdue visit to Stanley & Sons. Just down the street from my apartment in Brooklyn, each bag and apron is handmade, start to finish, in a 350 sg/ft studio space on Grand street a stones throw from the East River. Having long admired the nearly bomb-proof construction and straight forward utilitarian aesthetic of S&S goods, I thought it was about time I stop in and see where it all comes from.
While Sandy was back in Brooklyn, handling the daily operations of both The Hill-Side and Hickoree's, Emil and I made a trip down south to Nashville to do some sight seeing, some honky-tonking and so Emil could do some fabric hunting for the Hill-Side.