You know Duncan Quinn. British dude. Purveyor of dapper menswear. Possessor of the same initials as that ice
cream place with the Blizzards. Well, anyway, he’s back in town. And he’s brought a two-story motor
coach with him, offering custom suits, ties and rum cocktails. So here are the three things you need to know
about the Duncan Quinn Double-Decker Bus, here until March 1.
She’s attractive. She (yes, she) is a 1966 Bristol Lodekka bus that’s been refitted to house a haberdashery. The whole thing looks like a barrel-aged cocktail in retail form: rich brown walls, wood fixtures, dark leather. Oh, and she was rescued from a life of rock and roll outside Churchill’s Pub in Wynwood. That old story.
You’re doing the custom-made thing here. Shirts, pants and suits are all at your bespoking mercy. If a tweed worsted wool catches your eye, feel free to tell them to craft you a suit out of it. But you can also snap up handmade belts from Genoa, Italy. You’ll need to make an appointment first, though. So, do that.
There’s a speakeasy upstairs. It’s stocked with aged Zacapa rum. And... it’s closed to the public. But if you ask nicely, they just might pour you a tumbler of the brown stuff. Or actually, even if you don’t ask nicely.
But, you know, you still should.
She’s attractive. She (yes, she) is a 1966 Bristol Lodekka bus that’s been refitted to house a haberdashery. The whole thing looks like a barrel-aged cocktail in retail form: rich brown walls, wood fixtures, dark leather. Oh, and she was rescued from a life of rock and roll outside Churchill’s Pub in Wynwood. That old story.
You’re doing the custom-made thing here. Shirts, pants and suits are all at your bespoking mercy. If a tweed worsted wool catches your eye, feel free to tell them to craft you a suit out of it. But you can also snap up handmade belts from Genoa, Italy. You’ll need to make an appointment first, though. So, do that.
There’s a speakeasy upstairs. It’s stocked with aged Zacapa rum. And... it’s closed to the public. But if you ask nicely, they just might pour you a tumbler of the brown stuff. Or actually, even if you don’t ask nicely.
But, you know, you still should.
