Having passed through extreme tailoring into athleisure and then aristocratic street wear, men’s clothing is in tatters. Or at least, there is a movement toward a very specific kind of distress, which is one of the styles currently advocated at Reign. It was there in a slouchy Kurt Cobain sweatshirt by R13 ($375). I fit into one of the smallest sizes, and I am not small. The material verged on filmy, and the collar looked as if moths had just departed after a long winter.


Hoodies by Mr. Completely, done in the style of Rangers jerseys, with the R removed.

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You could also see it in hoodies by Mr. Completely, done in the style of Rangers jerseys, with the R removed to just read “ANGER,” and with loose strings dangling from the letters ($300). These have been around for a little while — they’re funny — and I appreciated how when you fiddled with the strings, static electricity (I presume) kept them clinging to the fabric.

I didn’t appreciate, though, how the industrial-grade safety pin that gathered the collar together scratched my forehead as I put the hoodie on and again as I took it off. Ouch.

A store like this, one aiming to capture the men’s wear moment, needs to take positions, and also be willing to evolve them. In this way, Reign remains a work in progress. There was an abundance of military-lite Maharishi, some shrug-worthy Kenzo and APC. Of the temperate brands, there was one exciting outlier: Blurhms, from Japan, which had a phenomenal unstructured burgundy sweater coat, a kind of Oliver Twist chic, and also a waterproof down overshirt that made me look like the Stay Puft man.


Footwear options.

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Which brings me to another movement of the moment: volume, which I generally avoid. I prefer three thin layers to one bulky one, but fashion is conspiring against me this year. Reign had not one but two winter coats that made me rethink my position, though.

Public School had a lovely, curvy earth-tone model that looked as if it were molded of clay, with a collar that came up to my eyeballs ($975). It was late 1990s in the best way, a preposterous proportion that somehow, on the body, landed naturally. Also, the collar had a secondary zipper so you could loosen it and reveal your face without putting your neck at risk of freezing.

That was enough to get me to reconsider my winter coat aversion, but then there was a second option: a blinding lemon-yellow puffer, a collaboration between Martine Rose and the Italian brand Napapijri ($750), which had a detachable vest liner but looked best when all lumped together. It also came in a blue and white combo, but the yellow was absurd, and sublime. I barely resisted it.

Having multiple provocative choices like this, especially in a category I do not care for, indicates that Reign has promise. (A chat with its sales staff indicated that higher-end brands would be coming soon, as were more and better footwear options.) Maybe not a one-stop shop, but at least a stop, a storefront better used than abandoned.

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