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Cintia Dicker Loves Her New Rug

En Sun Guard: The gents at Esky have found a nifty product that will give your clothing a UV protective coating after a quick spin in the wash. [Esquire]

Cargo Embargo: Gothamist takes to the streets to settle the debate once and for all: is it okay for guys to wear cargo shorts, ever? [Gothamist]

In the Black: GQ gets a first look at J. Lindeberg’s new BLK DNM line as modeled by Wes Anderson cronie Waris Ahluwalia. [GQ]

There Will Be Cowboy Hats: The New York Times digs through their photo archives to find the seven most questionable Olympic uniforms of yore. [NY Times]

Dusting Off: True Grit

When he was 13 years old, John Fairfax ran away from home to live in the jungle, emerging periodically in town to exchange ocelot skins for knives—which he used to skin more ocelots, and so on. After having been dumped by a college girlfriend in Argentina at the age of 20, he attempted suicide—by letting a 400-pound jaguar attack him. A decade later, he drew upon navigational skills picked up as captain of a Panamanian pirate ship, braved numerous typhoons and shark attacks, and crossed the Atlantic Ocean in a rowboat stocked only with Spam, oatmeal and brandy. Then, after a brief stint as a mink farmer, he traversed the Pacific Ocean in identical fashion, only this time he brought along a female companion.

Yes, Mr. Fairfax’s eulogy in Saturday’s New York Times reads a whole lot like a Dos Equis commercial.

That is, if the Most Interesting Man in the World had anywhere near the sand of John Fairfax...»

The Power Sock

It’s always dangerous when you start taking style cues from Silicon Valley, but we never guessed it would get this bad. Friday’s New York Times contained an improbably timed ode to what they’re claiming is the new talisman of business success: the happy sock.

Never mind that the CEOs they’re trotting out are at least three years behind the curve here, or that the piece is drenched in PR-ready lingo, calling colorful socks “like a secret handshake for those who have arrived, and for those who want to.” (Again, that’s colorful socks they’re describing, not a Mercedes or a Breitling.)

But the real problem is the strange assumption that you’ll be taking style cues from tech CEOs, simply because they’re tech CEOs.

The trouble with the power sock»

Dita Von Teese Loves Only Perrier

Spaceman Chic: The Times rounds up photographs and X-Rays of Right Stuff-era spaceman gear. There are some pretty spectacular crotch pieces. [NYTimes]

The Vandals Took the Handles: Sony is opening up the masters for “Subterranean Homesick Blues” to whoever wants to take a shot. Job one: more handclaps. [Boing Boing]

V-Neck for Victory: Jesse Thorn reps a hand-knit Scottish sweater. In the background, the menswear blogodome seethes with jealousy. [Put This On]

The Perfect Gift: …is a chair made out of a grizzly bear. Now you know. [Lost at E Minor]

This Year’s Body

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The Times’ latest exhausting entry into body-watching has been bouncing in and out of our tipline all weekend. The gist is this: the emaciated look is out, and the gents you see on the runway and in GQ are getting gradually beefier.

It’s the kind of advice that’s really only useful to industry folks, but since the Times Style Section is hardly a trade pub, we’d like to tackle this one head-on. If you were considering applying this wisdom to your own life, now might be a good time to back away from the newspaper.

Here’s why»