Stimulating Ideas: Claudia Schiffer and Joseph Gordon-Levitt reenact Buñuel’s Belle de Jour in this month’s GQ. So that’s why foreign film is important. [Men.Style]

The Wait is Over: At long last, Zubaz pants are back in vogue. Huzzah! [Star Tribune]

“Sock-Gate”: England’s Health Secretary has a lot to learn about proper foot care. [Peterborourgh Today]

Big Game: Join a denim hunter on the trail. [PSFK]

Down Market: The gathering financial storm probably won’t make it easier to get dinner reservations at New York’s better restaurants, but at least your waiter will have a MBA from Wharton. [NYT]

A Pinch of Saffron: Look, we’re as confused about aesthetic and practical value of these “T Takes” mini-movies over at The Moment Blog as the rest of you. But this one here has Saffron Burrows, so… [The Moment]

Dapper Data: We’re backing up to this leather-bound hard drive. [Crave]

Poking Holes: A blogger vents his three-button rage. [Permanent Style]

Spring Scrum: Enjoy this preview of Ralph Lauren’s latest Rugby collection. [Rugby]

Hot Ash: The best can into which to put your cigar. [Uncrate]

Berlin Boys: A look at the Spring/Summer collection from Germany’s QED. [Skeleton Legs]

Cannes Do: The history of men’s fashion at the festival by the Côte d’Azur. [Men.Style]

Deal Alert: The Underground NYC sale has John Varvatos at 70% off all week (but get there early). [NYMag]

Varvatos in San Francisco: Meanwhile, on the other coast, Johnny opens up new digs in Fog City’s Union Square. [DNRNews]

Gisele Wears Naught But CGI Water: Damn you, Photoshop! [Popcrunch]

Sonia Rykiel Closes Men’s Line: And we’re not going to stop her. [VogueUK]

Blue-Blood Style: 2108 Vintage releases sweaters for those Ivy League shits who’ve been making your life miserable (not that we’re bitter for being waitlisted). [AnimalNY]

Blue-Collar Style: Way on the other side of the economic spectrum, our boy at ACL revels in 1940’s workwear. [A Continuous Lean]

“Why Are Straight Men Seeing Sex and the City”: They are? Really? Are you sure? [Gawker]

Cannonball!: Finally, some good advice on swim trunks. [Hint]

Deal Alert: Get down to Opening Ceremony and Acne you dirty, dirty hipster. [Racked]

There are some pretty great life stories out there, but Hugh Hefner has to be one of the better ones. So we’re understandably excited to hear that someone’s finally thinking about the movie version.

In an interview with Comingsoon.net, Hef gives some details on the project including attached director (Brett Ratner) and hopeful star (Robert Downey Jr.). Although Hef claims Iron Man has nothing to do with it, it’s hard to ignore Downey’s recent take on Tony Starks as a techier version of the Playboy magnate. As for Ratner, we assume he’ll go easy on the car chases.

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Same Ol’, Same Ol’: Another day, another photospread of Gisele Bundchen looking so impossibly hot. It’s almost boring at this point. Wait. This one’s got video? Nevermind then. [GQ]

Under Lock and Key: Fashionable alternatives to that old carabiner you picked up durning your “crunchy granola” phase freshman year. [A Continuous Lean]

Dude Looks Like a Lady: Liv Tyler seems to be embarrassed about the wardrobe of her biological father, Steven Tyler of Aerosmith. Some ladies have got no taste. [Contact Music]

Bat Suit: Christian Bale will be rocking Armani in the Dark Knight movie. We always figured Bruce Wayne was more partial to English cuts, but okay. [Brandish]

Call Me: Speaking of Armani and movies, seems Giorgio and Richard Gere made each other’s careers. [The Moment]

Silk Shortage: The dressing gown is dead. The end is nigh! [A Suitable Wardrobe]

Van Beirendonck’s Skeleton Suits At Pitti Uomo: Since it’s the weekend, we’ve got a joke for you. A skeleton walks into a bar and says to the bartender, “Give me a beer and a mop.” That has nothing to do with these wack suits. [Men.Style]

What Again?: Yeah we know, that’s two Kristen Bell links in two days. But in these shots she’s slugging booze for her new film. Is it wrong to think that’s hot? [Hollywood Tuna]

Purple Moccasins, Yay or Nay?: Our vote—Um…uh…can you get back to us on this? [Brandish]

Vivienne Westwood Couldn’t Sit Through Sex and the City: Finally, we have something in common. [NYMag]

Top of Their Class: Take a gander at the best graduate designs from the London College of Fashion [Selectism]

Cor Blimey!: Our favorite hero, Kristen Bell, livens up the pages of British FHM. [Hollywood Rag]

Out of the Gutter: Tom Ford manages to get through an interview without talking about penises or shooting an inappropriate ad. [Wallpaper]

Best of Both Worlds: These kicks are part sneaker, part boot—all color. [The Pipeline]

Dag Nabbit: So the new Penelope Cruz/Scarlett Johansson Woody Allen film won’t be two hours of lesbian kissing. We’re still going though. [Gawker]

Scott’s Picks: The Sartorialist’s guide to doing it right. [Brandish]

What Smells?: Joshua David Stein gets a rubdown courtesy of Unilever. No evidence of the “Axe Effect” reported. [The Moment]

Sneak Peek: Oh yes, the Bond trailer is here. [Moviefone]

Her Majesty: Anna Wintour deigns to speak of Milan Men’s Fashion. Cower, mere mortals. [DNR]

Second Chance: Brooks Brothers and Thom Browne kiss and make up. [DNR]

Um, No: Fashionista thinks man clutches are a good, “accessory for a night out.” Some people just don’t get it, do they? [Fashionista]

Gym Rats: How to be a gentleman while working up a sweat. [Art of Manliness]

A Solid Grip: Eva Mendez’s hands are always in the wrong place at the right time. [Use My Computer]

The Answer: Guess is targeting the high-end market. Stay tuned. [DNRNews]

The Bum’s Rush: Marc Jacobs was kicked out of an art gallery for looking unacceptably grungy. Oh the shame. [NYPost]

Cinéma Vérité: Josh Brolin gets into a drunken bar fight while filming Oliver Stone’s George W. Bush biopic. If he lost after one punch, he’s really in character. [AC]

Will Chick Pillow Fights Sell Real Estate?: We just made our down payment. [Observer]

Cutting-Edge Prep: That Comme des Garcons Brooks Brothers line is looking pretty damn sharp. [High Snobiety]

A Handle For Your Beer Can: Is as logical and obvious as an eraser on a pencil. [Uncrate]