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.
The May issues are in and we’ve got a mixed bag on our hands.
May can be a tricky style month to predict. It puts us in the late-spring-but-it-might-already-feel-like-summer zone of weather, so it’s hard to know whether we’re going to want to see umbrellas or madrases. (GQ hedged with umbrellas). It’s safe to assume most of this stuff went to print while April showers were still raging (and Derrick Rose was still playoffs-bound), meaning everyone’s predictions were a little off. So, in the name of menswear journalism, we trod through the mid-weight blazers, the white canvas shoes (well in advance of Memorial Day), a few instances of déjà vu and an unsettlingly low amount of eye candy to bring you...
It’s been a long glorious weekend—even longer and more glorious if you get Columbus Day off—but it’s safe to say you’ve been a little distracted from current events. So we’ve got another weekly report for you, with the latest in porn-less prisons, would-be billionaires and some uncomfortable news about prostate screenings.
It’s no secret that the blogosphere runs mostly on caffeine—much like the banks, the government, and the bulk of the western world. In fact, we’re inclined to chalk most of the achievements of human civilization up to the arabica bean. How else would we get anything done?
But like most fun things, we assumed it was bad for us.
Man of Letters: Original preppie king, Goldwater Conservative and trad icon William F. Buckley grabs a wing chair in that great club room in the sky. [Observer]
Theme Song: Remember Rock&Roll? Their new tribute to Milan Fashion week is called, "Coke Freaks and Fashion Whores." Sounds right to us. [WWD]
"You'll Never Go Wrong Dressing Plain and Dull": This only works when running for national office. Otherwise, feel free to dress like a Somali elder. [Chicago Tribune]
The Keith Richards Workout: "For me, doing a Rolling Stones show for two hours a night, that's enough f***in' exercise, you know? Then I've got to go to bed with the old lady, bonka bonka. You know?" We know, Keef. We know. [Digital Spy]
Simple Statutes: Oh, sorry, did we forget to post Esquire's New Laws of Casual Style? Here, let's fix that. [Esquire]