Black drill with purple drill details, and black or white shirt
Harem pants, collared waistcoat, and shirt with shoulder sash
Other colours available on request as part of our bespoke service
Made in limited numbers in Britain
The Hunter, unlike his partner in crime the Duchess, is part of high society but not *of* high society. A man entirely self-made, his past is a swirl of mystery – a rhapsody of roguish rumour that leaves a wake of whispers, raised pulses and unbuttoned collars. His peers of privilege eye him suspiciously, enviously, with his always-tousled hair and loose appreciation of formality, but their approval is not his concern. Somewhere between playboy and pirate, he is more interested in the glances and affections of those below stairs – the proletarius, the *real* people, whose lives and loves he finds far more to his liking. Ever faithful to the Duchess, as she is to him, the Hunter nonetheless knows the difference between love and lust, and he drinks enthusiastically from both wells. Salacious stories are told about illicit engagements taking place with the Duchess’ approval – and even orgiastic tales with her very involvement. But the whispers are swallowed by avaricious smiles in his presence, each wagging tongue wishing to join the tongues that wag with this demimonde dyad.
THE HUNTER’S TALE
The stately home he shares with the Duchess is the Hunter’s personal playground, where the pair host opulent occasions renowned for their descent into debauchery. Pleasure is currency in this monument to haute bohème, where vice is a virtue and class liquesces behind damask curtains and silk sheets. A cultural chameleon, the Hunter moves as gracefully through bourgeoisie circles as he does disgracefully through bohemian. He is known for taking perverse pleasure in rudely introducing one world to the other, such as the scene he caused when dancing with another gentleman at a debutante ball. “My waltz is not good, so I needed someone to lead,” he explained to the gasping audience. “As it is, we have four left feet between us – a poor fit for dancing but not a problem in bed, so that is where we shall go.” When not cavorting at court or scandalising society, he spends much of his time travelling the world. While the Duchess seeks out mementos and curiosities to commemorate their adventures, the Hunter lives each experience as fully as he can. Upon arrival on his last trip to the Orient, he asked his guide the question he always asks when setting foot in a new land: “Show me where people go to drink, fight and make love. No particular order.” An empty bottle, a scar on his cheek and a swatch of lace from a paramour’s stockings were his only souvenirs that trip. While the uninitiated might mistake their marriage as merely one of hedonistic convenience, particularly given their spintrian celebrations of recent anniversaries, the Hunter and Duchess are wholly and hopelessly devoted to each other. As often as they are found in elaborate costume frolicking with new fancies, they spend far longer lying languidly in one another’s arms – each a half that completes the whole.
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