Today’s must-reads from around the Internet.
Leonardo DiCaprio. Jake Gyllenhaal. Matt Bomer.
All have two things in common: spectacular hair. And they trust it to New York’s Martial Vivot Salon Pour Hommes for their daily, or cover story, styling needs.
Naturally, we were intrigued when we received news of Mr. Vivot unveiling his own line of grooming products, boasting a “universal formulation [that] means they will never have to change products again. Never.” But we’re not ones to take such grand claims at face value. So we went straight to human testing, in our secret underground bunker lab. Okay, actually, we had a Kempt staffer take the stuff home to try it out, clipboard in tow.
If you haven’t caught the trailer for American Hustle yet, it’s a fever dream of ’70s excess—with giant floppy collars, Jennifer Lawrence and Amy Adams wearing a lot of fur and a very-tightly-curled-coifed Bradley Cooper. In one scene, he’s even shown donning pink rollers (possibly borrowed from Dock Ellis’s locker) to achieve the look.
That’s right, Coop gets the Jheri curl treatment. Which reminded us of that fateful hairdo and all of the misguided souls who fell victim to the allure of glossy curls in the past. Justin Timberlake, A.C. Slater, Lionel Richie, Darryl Jenks. The list goes on and on.
Every Wednesday from here on out, we’re giving you a piece of our minds. Actually, more like five pieces. It’s a chance to get a deeper look into what makes the minds behind Kempt tick—you know, beyond the usual Internet handsomeness we’re serving up daily. So, welcome to our most personal weekly feature: The Kempt Five.
Every Wednesday from here on out, we’re giving you a piece of our minds. Actually, more like five pieces. It’s a chance to get a deeper look into what makes the minds behind Kempt tick—you know, beyond the usual Internet handsomeness we’re serving up daily. So welcome to our most personal weekly feature: The Kempt Five.
With The Wolverine hitting theaters this weekend, Hugh Jackman has been doing the press rounds. And he’s been doing so while magnificently well-coifed.
In other words: not looking a thing like the terrifyingly hirsute beast he plays in the movie.
But Hugh doesn’t just roll out of bed looking that good—the man behind turning Wolverine back into a normal-looking person is a guy who goes by “The Men’s Groomer,” Jason Schneidman. We caught up with Jason, who’s working with Dove Men+ Care, to talk beard maintenance, re-handsome-ing up Hugh Jackman, how to get the JFK cut and more.
The average size of a sink top hasn’t changed much over the past 50 years, but with the dizzying array of modern grooming products out there nowadays, yours probably feels a lot more cramped than granddad’s.
It was a simpler time then, sure, but you can still find shaving cream in a can, a good bar of soap and a classic stick of deodorant in any drugstore in town. And you can sure as hell bet they get the job done—which is why they’re still around, some going on two centuries, and usually still selling for old-timey prices (a bonus for anyone stretching his grooming budget).
Yup, it’s that time again.
The last time we did a smell test on Kempt, we investigated Michael Jordan’s Flight Sport. And the results were, shall we say, mixed. But this time around, with some samples in hand from grooming specialists at the Motley and our olfactory palate cleansed of Gatorade and sweat, we’re feeling much more optimistic.
The first fragrance from these young-but-well-regarded curators of fine dopp kittery, Atlas boasts notes of cedar, oak moss, leather and green mandarin. And that’s all great. We’re pretty sure, though, that there must be a more expressive way of describing this “clear, strong and righteous” attempt at men’s perfumery. So we had the finest noses at Kempt HQ take a whiff.
June is in full bloom, and it’s got us pining to get out of town for a long weekend. Which got us thinking: probably smart to have a little something on hand, just in case the opportunity for a quick jaunt presents itself.
With the official start to summer only two days away, it’s only getting hotter, and decidedly sweatier, from here on out.
And since no doubt you’ve already transitioned your closet to lighter fabrics for the impending dog days of July and August, it’s time to focus on summer-izing your scent.
And we’re not just talking about deodorant.
It’s time for some fresh summer updates to your everyday grooming arsenal. Fact is, a light fragrance in all your primping products can really help keep the stench at bay. (Yes, even in your soap.) And when nature’s cranking the dial on the thermostat, we like to use the same rule of thumb with our grooming as we do our beverages: always better with a hint of citrus and herb.
All right, the man’s not perfect. But he’s your father. And this Sunday, you have to show him that you appreciate that.
Now, fathers are certainly easier than mothers when it comes to these sorts of things. All dear ol’ Dad probably expects is your presence and a strong handshake. And maybe a card. But since he taught you not to do anything half-assed—for better or worse—you should probably go ahead and get the guy something anyway. And no excuses here; you can afford to splurge a little on the man you owe half your existence to.
From GQ to Cool Hunting to Vanity Fair, everyone’s got their opinions on where you should spend that pretty penny. So in an effort to simplify the decision, we’ve cut through all that noise and chosen our favorites… of their favorites.
There are some things that have been proven to get better with time. Wine. Cheese. Cindy Crawford. But some, well, some just get balder.
It’s a plight that a great many men have fallen victim to, this thinning up top. Or, should we also say, many great men. And for a select lucky few of them, these physical recessions have had no accompanying effects on their professional lives. In fact, in some cases, it could probably be argued that an increasingly exposed dome only contributed to further career successes.
Not that we’d wish such follicular challenges on anyone. We’re just saying there are worse things.
With all the layers you’re putting on and removing this time of year, it can be tricky to stay cool (especially in the generally moisture-prone region of your underarms).
Here to help you with that: Gillette Clinical Strength—an antiperspirant/deodorant with three times the dryness power of the average over-the-counter stick (merely double strength would be leaving things to chance). Consider it the ace up your sleeve when you’ve got to be a cool customer in high heat-and pressure situations—like nailing the intricate menswear “double-down” (a D-B suit with double monks), or heading into a boardroom with the temperature inexplicably turned up to “tropical.”
At least you told everyone you were heading to Rio on business.
Granted, you’ve already got an impossibly handsome head of hair—but there might be room for slight improvement…
Enter the Volare X1 by BaByliss Pro, hair clippers with an engine designed by Ferrari engineers that’s got about as much torque as a 360 Modena (we’re only speculating). Add to that a revolutionary Japanese blade system that’ll plow through even the wooliest of manes. The result: the sort of high-and-tight-ness that would put a tear in a drill sergeant’s eye—or Tom Ford’s.
Which reminds us, this comes just in time for Fashion Week.
Kurt Suzuki’s fingernails are bright yellow because…
A) He lost a bet in the clubhouse.
B) Some bruises bruise brightly.
C) This is between him and Jobu.
The only difference is that associates at top private equity firms know that male pattern baldness, when on display, must be taken high and tight. And they know that this is not up for debate.
Now we will bow to you and be on our way.
A few days back, we received a press email from a stranger. This is not an uncommon event. Also, not an exciting event. Especially when it pertains to soap. But as we started to glance through this one, a series of unusual buzzwords piqued our interest. First off, they called their soap “Fancy Black Soap.” That’s the name of it. Bold. Pretentious. Now we’re on to something… Then the crazywords started tumbling toward us in droves: “volcanic ash,” “fresh milk from local pasture-raised Nubian goats,” “a secret Catskills Mountain location,” “hand poured.” So many, in fact, that we called in a sample of this stuff and decided to wallow in some dirt for a few days in preparation. Also, Googled Nubian goats.
To our surprise, the soap couldn’t talk, it didn’t hold the secret to the mysteries of the deep ocean, and it wasn’t wearing double monks. But it was a chocolate brown bar stamped with the words “GOAT MILK,” felt excellent on the skin and left us feeling aggressively clean. And sure, maybe we just think it’s great since Nubian goats are involved. But isn’t that enough?
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