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The 64 Greatest Pajamas of All Time

  • Kempt Staff


What you wear to bed can often feel like an afterthought...

But not today.

Because today we’re giving sleepwear, in all of its glorious forms (including Marilyn Monroe’s lack thereof), its proper due. And after a painstakingly thorough search—no movie set, red carpet or private boudoir went unturned—we managed to assemble a definitive list of the 64 greatest moments in pajama-dom. That’s right, we found every last one of them.

So, without further ado: let us count down the 64 greatest pajamas, ever.»

Andreea Diaconu Is Thankful for Tropical Weather

  • Kempt Staff

via World’s Best Ever

Brewsgiving: For the vino-averse, GQ has put together some great beer pairings for your turkey consumption. [GQ]

Badsgiving: Spike Lee has put together an epic documentary on the making of Michael Jackson’s Bad album. It’ll be on ABC tomorrow night, about when you’re ready to settle in. [USA Today]

Songsgiving: A definitive guide to the greatest Thanksgiving songs of all time... that misses the latest gem from Nicole Westbrook, but hey. [Bullett]

Healthsgiving: To make up for any food-related transgressions tomorrow, here’s how to turn those turkey leftovers into a healthy California club, courtesy of chef Charlie Palmer. [Valet]

Your MJ Halloween Costume Just Got a Lot More Authentic

It is decidedly not “too soon” to auction off every stitch of fabric the King of Pop ever touched. A while back it was these red velvet armchairs embroidered with eagles, last month it was the black surgical mask he wore the night before he died, and on July 3, for your bidding pleasure, the folks at Bonhams will be presenting Michael’s trademark military jacket (the one in which he most preferred to meet princes).

Fortunately, there’s a typewritten label inside the pocket with MJ’s name, the date and, most importantly, contact information for the Savile Row tailor you’re going to want to get in touch with before trying on the jacket.

We’re guessing they’ll need to take it out a few inches.

Extraordinary Moments in Soul Train History

Earlier this week, Don Cornelius, the beloved host and creator of Soul Train, chose the Gunter Sachs method of treating Alzheimer’s disease: he shot himself in the head. Though terribly sad, it’s not at all surprising that men like Cornelius and Sachs—both unceasingly proud and dignified individuals who lived fairy-tale lives—opted to stare down the barrel of a shotgun rather than the dim, tapering tunnel of dementia.

Many under the age of 30 had likely never heard of Mr. Cornelius before this week, since his 22-year tenure as tour guide on “The Hippest Trip in America” ended in 1993. But any fans of Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, Gladys Knight, Run-DMC or countless other artists whose careers began on Soul Train owe a healthy bit of gratitude to Don Cornelius.

To that end, we present you with three of the most extraordinary moments in Soul Train history.»

Anka Returns!


Michael Jackson’s posthumous single, “This Is It,” debuted online Monday, but after a little legal wrangling, it looks like it’s going to be a grand comeback for more than just Jackson. In what has to be the unlikely pop culture development of the new millennium, jinglemeister Paul Anka will be taking home half the royalties, thanks to a co-writing credit.

Apparently “This is It” was originally planned for Anka’s 1983 album, but Jackson slipped away with the demo tapes after they were recorded. We’re not surprised he ran off…but we’re a little surprised Anka got him in the studio at all. Jackson was still riding a shockingly long string of #1 singles and Anka was certainly no McCartney.

With due respect to the man who wrote “My Way,” it looks like Jacko held him in higher esteem than just about anyone in Los Angeles—and we have no idea why. If you’re so moved, you can dig through Anka’s back catalogue to try to figure it out, but we prefer to chalk it up to creative eccentricity.

Hear the two geniuses at work»

The Love You Save


Along with the rest of the internet, we’re taking a brief moment for Mr. Jackson.

For the past 25 years, he’s been one of the most broad-reaching cultural figures on the planet…for better and for worse. And while Thriller and “I Want You Back” are forever, it’s hard to ignore how limited the scope of his life was—limited by money and the suffocating effects of fame. More worthwhile thoughts can be found here, here and here but we’ll let Youtube speak for itself»

Fox, W.K. and Pontiac


The Fabulous Ms. Fox: Esquire’s latest hi-tech cover wants to make Megan Fox more animated…as if that were possible. [Esquire]

Party Hard: Andrew W.K. revolutionizes New York nightlife. Time to party, indeed. [NYMag]

A Pontiac for All Seasons: With the car company gone the way of the Edsel, Jalopnik counts down their ten greatest creations. [Jalopnik]

I’m Sorry Mr. Jackson: More wreckage from the Michael Jackson’s estate. [Boing Boing]

The Hall of Jackson


Our dreams of owning MJ’s sequined glove were dashed today as Jackson succeeded in blocking Julien Auction House from auctioning off a few of his more awesome personal effects. Instead, the slate of items will be exhibited and then possibly shipped off to form a kind of Michael Jackson museum.

We’re going to contain our excitement, except to say this: a museum would easily be the best thing M.J.’s done since Dangerous. Consider us first in line.

Leafing through the Julien catalogs is bizarre enough—gaudy, heartbreaking, and creepy by turns—but seeing the items in person would be nothing short of amazing. Race, celebrity, childhood traumas and interior design trends all get mixed together into one glorious nouveau riche trainwreck that should beat anything you’ll find in the MoMa.

At least until they open up their pop culture wing.

Crate Digging


Refinery29 just posted an item entitled The 12 Most Stylish Album Covers of All Time, and we have to call them out on a few slip-ups.

Exhibit A is Thriller. Anyone sporting Jacko's get up these days would be closer to the American Idol outtake reel than a spot on MTV. But “P.Y.T” is amazing, so we’ll let it go. Adam Ant is a bit harder to swallow. Guyliner and face paint may be taking off among the tweens, but we doubt it’s anything Refinery wants to endorse.

And as far as sins of omission go…whatever happened to Roxy Music?

The King is Dead


Of course, if JFK isn’t quite your speed, there’s always more recent royalty to pick through. For instance, the king of pop.

Michael Jackson has fallen on hard times lately—after all, lawyers ain’t cheap—and he’s putting a few of his less essential purchases up for auction. The result is a peek behind the scenes at one of pop culture’s strangest creations, sequins and all. For a good chunk of the 80s, the glittering epaulette look was the coolest thing anyone had seen. The plastic aviators may be the only thing that survived.

We sift through Michael Jackson’s leftovers»

Who Writes the Songs


Now that Guitar Hero and Rock Band have catapulted music into the video game sphere, everyone’s getting in on the game…and the results are getting pretty ugly.

Microsoft Songsmith, for instance, is meant to make songwriting accessible to everyone with a computer and a non-metallic ear, but it’s turned into a near-endless supply of 90s soft-rock shmaltz. And, unfortunately for Mr. Gates, it’s far better as comedy than music.

The result is a long string of previously beloved songs—“Creep,” “Roxanne,” and “Beat It,” for a start—digitally chewed up and spat out until almost unrecognizable. But a good music video always helps…

Let the YouTubing begin»

A Strapping Lad


Kanye’s seen the future, and it is Velcro.

These Kris Van Assche ankle leather sneakers prompted his Yeeziness to title a post, “2009 is all about the straps! I know we’ve seen straps but this year it’s going to be crazy,” which moved us to battle stations.

As fashion predictions go, it’s pretty ominous, but hopefully we can dodge the horrible future Kanye foresees. This isn’t 1988, and he isn’t Michael Jackson, so let’s hope he forgets this one before the next tour.

If he’d really meant it, he probably would have typed it in all caps.