Every month, we thoroughly examine the contents of GQ, Details and Esquire, so you don’t have to. This month’s breakdown—starring Bryan Cranston, Porsche 911s, Aubrey Plaza, fathers-in-law, biceps, porn star names, overcoats, Jon Voight, holograms, absinthe summer cocktails and words of wisdom from Richard Simmons—is after the jump.
Fact: it takes quite the set of cojones to pull off wearing a Hawaiian shirt.
Also fact: most men don’t have ’em.
That being said, there are some real pros out there who do. And right now, we’d like to honor these brave souls who’ve unwaveringly taken up the charge. Through painstaking research—no scene left unexamined, no paparazzi shot ignored—we’ve uncovered the best and boldest examples of tropical-print artistry. A testament to confidence, these men are standards to aspire to. (At least when it comes to visually making a statement.)
January’s usually an off month for glossies, which explains why this month’s crop is featherlight. Details didn’t even weigh in—thanks to December’s double-issue—but there’s still plenty to piece through, like the wisdom of Oates, blogger blue’s close-up and the rise of Parisian style.
And if you’re in the middle of a five-day poker binge—with no time for sleep—it might be the best thing to keep you on your feet.
That’s the premise behind one of the more charming moments in Rounders, when Matt Damon and Edward Norton pause in their relentless pursuit of a $15,000 bankroll, and stop by a barbershop for an old-school shave.
We’re confident that you were presented with ample opportunity over the weekend to memorialize 9-11 in cathedrals of your own. One of the more poignant moments we saw at yesterday’s service came from former president George W. Bush who quoted a 1864 letter by Abraham Lincoln to a Massachusetts mother of two sons killed in the Civil War:
I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.
In the wake of Anthony Minghella’s unexpected death, we thought we might take a look at the sartorial legacy his short body of work has left. His longtime collaboration with costume designer Ann Roth—beginning with *The English Patient*—cast a long shadow over his short body of work. His movies had a real sense of style, remarkable for both its faithfulness to the period and its emotional effect.
Something in The Way: Given that the only part of Kurt Cobain the cameras captured on April 5th, 1994 was his One-Star-clad leg, we can't help but think this new Converse collection is in very poor taste. No joke. [The Daily Swarm]
The Talented Mr. Minghella: In more depressing/Matt Damon related news, Anthony Minghella—the creator of some of the most sartorially precise movies of the 90s and all-around solid guy—passed on yesterday at the young age of 54. [NYTimes]
Contain Yourselves: "Shapewear" and "waist eliminators" are the new buzzwords for the "festively plump." [WSJ]