Three Things to Inspire Your Weekend
- Kempt Staff
This weekend: a myriad of style, icons and Cool.»
This weekend: a myriad of style, icons and Cool.»
Over the weekend, the Pebble Beach golf course held its annual pro-am tournament featuring a who’s who of bold-faced names in sports and entertainment: John Daly, Phil Mickelson, Tom Brady, Jeb Bush, Kenny G... the list goes on.
But the brightest star of the weekend was undoubtedly Clint Eastwood—because he saved a man’s life.
Allow us to set the scene of how Dirty Harry sprang into action and why we’re bestowing MOTH honors upon the gritty octogenarian...»
Humans have always been fascinated with our astonishingly close evolutionary link to monkeys—the smartest of which have been known to fashion rudimentary tools and learn sign language.
And, most impressive of all: act in major Hollywood films.
So, in our effort to dust off the chimp movie, we ponder the demise of the great movie genre and present some of the more impressive simian performances on film.»
Yesterday we learned that the turtleneck can be your friend. Today we’re tackling an even more perplexing item: the sweater-vest.
Lately, a lot of #menswear ink has been spilled over the down vest—especially regarding the relatively novel idea of wearing one under your suit jacket or blazer. Aside from bringing up some fit issues, it reminded us of the original under-blazer vest, usually knit in an argyle or fair isle pattern (like this one). Donning an armless sweater can be treacherous waters—not helped by the fact that its most recent champion was one Rick Santorum. Luckily, we’re here to help with this handy guide:
The five times it’s okay to wear a sweater-vest, a pictorial guide.»
It’s October (yes, already) and that means one thing: a new crop of magazines has hit the shelves. September was the big rallying point for the fall menswear transition, so now it’s less about how fall looks and more about how fall feels: there’s tweed, the upcoming elections and awards season jockeying (coincidentally, each cover featured an A-list actor). So, let’s get into it.
Digging through the October issues, one perfumed page at a time.»
Dean Martin, Bing Crosby and Groucho Marx, Palm Springs, CA, 1954
It may prove a bit tricky to duck out of the office this week for a twilight round of golf, given that we’re coming off a 10-day Fourth of July sabbatical. To tide you over, we now present, in no particular order, 18 photos of style icons spoiling a perfectly good walk.
Sean Connery with stunt double Big John McLaughlin, Never Say Never Again, 1983
When the city of Fort Lauderdale recognized Big John McLaughlin, Shogun of the Sea, with a star on the Walk of Fame earlier this year, he responded, “Does one have to be alive to collect it?” It likely was not the first time Mr. McLaughlin asked some form of this question, having pioneered diving, stunt rigging and motion picture safety techniques in the late 1950s that are still in use to this day. Jaws simply wouldn’t have been a scary movie if it weren’t for Big John.
“I guess the craziest thing they ever asked me to do was bite a live tiger shark,” he reminisces. But his favorite was doubling 007 in eight Bond films, including Thunderball, in which he doubled 34 different people.
Allow us to join the city of Fort Lauderdale in raising a glass to Big John, the Shogun, and all the brave men who have kept our precious style icons safe over the years. To that end, we close the week with...
A salute to the stunt doubles of style icons.»
A Dangerous Method: Michelle Williams gets the profile treatment from GQ, coming off every bit as stable as Marilyn Monroe. [GQ]
Suit Up: In praise of the personal uniform, whether it’s Steve Jobs or Thom Browne. [Valet]
Clint Eastwood Is a Badass: The story of a 21-year-old Clint Eastwood, a plane crash at sea and a two-mile swim in very cold water. [The Scuttlefish]
The Faces of Market Week: Ryan Plett offers black-and-white snaps of the Ovadia twins and Matt from Sid Mashburn, among others. [TravelWell]
A Visit to the Scrapyard: The Street Etiquette chaps indulge in some workwear with some exceedingly rugged props. [Street Etiquette]
The Razziewatch: Is Clint Eastwood due for a Razzie? Judging by the J. Edgar buzz, we’d say this could be his year. [Grantland]
The Other Kaufman’s: A tour of one of New York’s most dedicated Army-Navy outlets. [NYTimes]
Tebow vs. the World: A thoughtful, well-reasoned case for making fun of Broncos quarterback Tim Tebow. [Deadspin]
We can never see enough Hollywood and rock photography, especially when it comes from the sweet spot between the mid 60s and the mid 70s, when just about everyone was young, attractive, and wearing corduroy.
So we were glad to run across Terry O’Neill’s latest exhibition, double-posted at GQ UK and CNN. Our favorite shot is this windy snap of Brigitte Bardot, but there are plenty more of Brian Jones, an aquatic Raquel Welch, and the underrated style icon David Hemmings. Consider it your morning inspiration.
See a few of the shots»
Occasionally Forgiven: Clint Eastwood makes it through a Vanity Fair photoshoot without giving up a nip slip. [Vanity Fair]
Groceries and Liquor: Whisky continues to be a bull market…and it’s not even Friday yet. [Luxist]
Bug Off: Starship Troopers goes the PSA route. [Jezebel]
The Big Time: Workwear comes to the weekly newsmag, courtesy of Michael Williams. [A Continuous Lean]
Clint Eastwood’s amazing for a lot of reasons (a more long-winded explanation of his greatness is available here), but his singing voice was never part of the package. And 78 is probably not a good age to start up.
For his upcoming film Gran Torino, he’s putting his tortured pipes on full display over the closing credits. The result could most flatteringly be described as “whispery,” but Vulture’s description—“Tom Waits with a punctured lung”—is probably also valid.
Today sees the Blu-ray rerelease of the *Dirty Harry* series. As with most series, the law of diminishing returns sets in pretty quickly—and the less said about Slash’s cameo in *The Dead Pool*, the better—but the first movie hasn’t lost any of its iconic magic. The trick was the timing: Harry took the free-floating animosity of the era, put a right-wing twist on 60s anti-establishment sentiments, and wrapped it all in a tweed blazer. With elbow patches»