We’ve reached that time of winter when you can’t leave home without solid hand coverage. So we’ve put together a little inspiration in the form of the most significant moments in glove-wearing history. May your digits be lifted.
There were a lot of bizarre spectacles this weekend, but they all fell into three basic categories: Good Weekend: Eli Manning, Chevy, Mitt Romney Bad Weekend: Ferris Bueller, Massholes, Bill Belichick’s sweatshirt Weird Weekend: Tightrope dancer bouncing on testicles in Madonna’s halftime show
Fiat heir and Agnelli scion Lapo Elkann has experienced a lot of ups and downs in his 30 years. Once destined to succeed his legendary grandfather Gianni Agnelli, Lapo's career trajectory came to a crashing halt when he overdosed in the apartment of a transsexual hooker in Turin in 2005. He has since sobered up (according to some reports) and moved to New York after the lukewarm launch of a sunglasses line called Italia Independent.
With the “rock look” flying around so much these days—we’re looking at you, John—it’s easy to forget the people who crafted that look in the first place: the musicians, but more importantly the photographers.
Scandinavian photographer Eric Broms’ is one of the more recent arrivals to the scene, but his work is a pretty good example of it. His subjects range from icons like Madonna and Debbie Harry to the more primal flair of Mr. James Osterberg (also known as Iggy Pop.)
Being married to Madonna must be no picnic, even for a rough and tumble type like Guy Ritchie. He started out as your average yob, then she got him involved in all that quasi-religious claptrap in L.A. and he had to trail around after her in white velour tracksuits carrying the Kabbalah Water.