Founder of Elite modeling agency, father of Julian and lover of Stephanie Seymour, a former Miss Denmark and many, many others has passed away.
We’d like to pay our respects this morning to the late James Gandolfini, known best for his three-time-Emmy-winning role as Tony Soprano. His was a life and career cut short, and he certainly will be missed.
Rest in peace, Boss.
We usually don’t make exceptions. But when we stumbled upon The Telegraph’s obituary of Count Robin de la Lanne-Mirrlees, we felt obligated to honor him as Kempt Man of the Hour—even if it is a week past his ability to collect on it.
Mirrlees’s life story is the kind you couldn’t make up if you tried–so fantastically “Ruritanian,” in fact, that Ian Fleming leaned on their friendship for inspiration when writing the Bond novels. The obit is worth a read, and lends some insight into the sort of well-lived life a gentleman should strive for. (You’ll want to start by logging a few hundred more hours in your tuxedo.) In just a sampling of the article, things go from reading like your typical social diary (“he embarked upon a rococo career”), to verging on the absurd monologue of an arch villain who spent summers in Rangoon (he “claimed descent from an ancient Basque family, whose members were said to be born without earlobes”), to near-mythical moments of iconoclasm (as legend has it, he coined the Bond family motto, “The world is not enough”).
It’s how we all should want to be remembered one day.
More sad news from the music world today: Rolling Stone reports that pioneering rapper, and cofounder of the Beastie Boys, Adam “MCA” Yauch has passed. He was a visionary and an icon—in fact, we crowned the trio as such, merely weeks ago. Let’s take a look back, and celebrate a life that helped shape the music and style game for the better part of the three decades. Rest in peace, homeboy.
It’s never good to see a MOTH go.
Managers tend to get a pretty bad shake in punk history, particularly string-pulling, half-brilliant ones like Malcolm McLaren, but now that the dust has settled, it’s remarkable how many great ideas he’s had a hand in. The Sex Pistols are the big one, of course, but there are all sorts of minor creations in the years after, not the least of which is his son’s Agent Provocateur line. It’s a less interesting scene without him.
The music business will always be full of hustlers, but it’ll be a while until one as dapper as Mr. McLaren comes along again.
This crossroads was the site of the car crash that killed James Dean in 1955. The photograph is thanks to the British lensman Dean Rogers, and it’s snapped in the precise position of the car before impact, at the same date and time as the original crash. Other snaps in the series include Marc Bolan, Jackson Pollock, and Albert Camus.
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