Say, “Cheese!”: Jackass and Terry Richardson—a match made in chucklehead heaven. [High Snobiety]

Waif Wedding: 33-year-old single mother Kate Moss bucks the statistics by declaring her upcoming nuptials. [Jezebel]

The New Demure: Vanity Fair spoofers photoshop the new polygamist-child-abusing chic onto Hollywood’s most desired ingenues. [Vanityfair.com]

Heavy Metal: The most exciting thing to come out of Australia Fashion week might be the illegal use of military assets. [Sydney Morning Herald]

Office Space: ACL visits the busy laboratory of Alexander Olch. [A Continuous Lean]

Drop Them Drawers: Remember, kids, tomorrow is “No Pants Day.” [Laughing Squid]

The Great White North: The Canadian Olympic team’s official gear is designed to combat smog and good taste. [Globe Sports]

Every Time a Bell Rings: A sneak peek at the latest Victoria’s Secret Angel. [People]

Down Under: This casual Aussie line is understandably confused about exactly what “Fall/Winter” means. Damn Southern Hemisphere! [Hypebeast]

The Steaks are High: A handy guide to Esquire’s exhaustive steak coverage. Don’t miss the 10,000 word Worstershire sauce profile. [NYM]

Yesterday’s Car of Tomorrow: A gallery of short-lived concept cars, all of which are more attractive than the Edsel. [Wired]

A while back we told you about Mick Jagger’s daughter Georgia, the latest in a line of rock star offspring to try her hand at modeling. Now comes news from across the pond that rock’n’roll prince of darkness Nick Cave’s son Jethro is following suit.

Young Jethro, 18, who lives in his dad’s native Australia and bears a striking similarity to the Bad Seed, has apparently ditched his legal (and perfectly fine last name of Lazenby in favor of Cave. He has so far appeared in UK hipster rags i-D and Dazed & Confused, and was recently flown to Paris to meet with French fashion house Balenciaga. Of course, what he really wants to do is produce (music).

Outside of Cronicles of Never and Ksubi, Australia’s style footprint has been pretty small. But we’re always willing to take another look.

This snap (courtesy of Street Peeper) comes from the opening of Alphaville, Melbourne’s latest Godardian boutique. The jeans are from Ksubi, and look familiar enough, but the rest of his getup comes from labels we’ve never even heard of, including Alpha 60 and The Vanishing Elephant.

Judging from the getup—and the success Ksubi has had with the Soho crowd—we’d say the continent’s ripe for a larger crossover, especially in sunnier climes like California.

We’ll call it the trans-Pacific look.

Laptop sleeves usually stick to neoprene and the occasional hard-plastic shell, so when someone takes a few steps in the briefcase direction, we take notice.

This particular model comes from the Aussie firm Toffee Cases, which took the simple but critical steps of giving the average 13-inch case a textured leather exterior and—most importantly—a handle.

It’s all in the details…

Street art takes all kinds, but the nightmare-inducing type isn’t to be discounted. This id-fueled visage was planted on the unsuspecting streets of Sydney by a Mr. Anthony Lister, who is apparently too adult for a pseudonym. It’s amazing…but we’re hoping he stays in Australia. His work might be a bit too intense in person.

There are a lot of bags out there, but we’ve always thought less was more. Which means if you’ve got a bundle with you—maybe a few books, a notebook and an iPod—it may be easier to strap them together into an easy-to-carry brick, possibly with this Australian device. It’s a minimal solution, sure…but those are usually the best ones.