Every Wednesday we’re giving you a deeper look into what makes the minds behind Kempt tick. We call it: The Kempt Five.
Today marks the beginning of the end of an era in New York City.
The Bloomberg Era.
Voters are currently electing a new mayor for the first time in over a decade, and it’s got us feeling a bit nostalgic for the benevolent billionaire. His banker-y penchant for pinstripes and Windsor knots. His flair for preppiness, rooted in his Massachusetts upbringing. His determination to announce emergency alerts in Spanish without a translator… We can’t say we’re not going to miss it all dearly. And while we’ll leave the analyzing of his political legacy to the pundits, we think his sartorial legacy while in office is also worthy of review:
And now for some wise words of advice from Kempt’s resident phone etiquette expert and certified lady-person, Michelle Ong.
Let’s get one thing straight: nothing ruins romance faster than a bad sext.
Even a perfect date can be spoiled if your best-intentioned goodnight message turns into a slightly vulgar description of your “peepee”—or worse, a deluge of winking emoticons and a picture. Ugh. Sure, the standards of courting a lady online aren’t much different from doing it in real life these days, but sexting comes with its own nuanced set of rules.
The civil rights movement was born out of an ugly time in US history, but we’ll be damned if it didn’t make for some good-looking protesters.
With the always-impeccable Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. leading the way, a sea of crisp suits, skinny ties and Wayfarers led our country into equality. In honor of the great man and movement, we dug through the archives and were surprised to find a handsome lot of style icons also heading up the charge for civil rights—a veritable who’s who of impossibly cool gentlemen—everyone from Brando and Newman to Belafonte, Dylan and Davis Jr. Hell, even Charlton Heston got in on the action. It’s as if somehow impassioned, selfless endeavoring has a way of adding an extra layer of dapperness—not to mention being on the right side of history.
It will be November by week’s end and that means one thing: a new crop of menswear magazines has just hit the shelves. And this month brings healthy doses of tweed, marled sweaters and general autumnal-ness. Not to mention some long-form pontification on the upcoming elections (from which we’ll spare you) and Mila Kunis in some very formfitting leather pants.
Regardless of who you believe won last night’s third and final presidential debate, there’s one talking point we can all get behind: Bill Clinton has never looked better.
If you had told us in the mid-’90s that we would one day be lauding Bubba as a style icon, we would likely have directed you to photos like this and asked you to note the lumpy dad jeans, the Casio stopwatch, the white-on-off-white New Balances, the peanut butter and banana sandwich, and so on.
Indeed, the 42nd President of the United States is one of the only men we know whose style has reached iconic status thanks in very little part to his clothing. When it comes to Clintonian style, it’s all about the swagger.
Warren Beatty on the phone as he campaigns for Senator George McGovern’s Democratic presidential nomination.
Leading up to his 1972 presidential bid, Senator George McGovern, who died over the weekend at the age of 90, met with a group of Hollywood celebrities at the home of Shirley MacLaine. Since he was not well-known and had little support within the Democratic Party, it was decided that the entertainment industry could lend the McGovern campaign some much-needed credibility, charisma and cash.
And so a new generation of Hollywood liberal activists emerged, the first to do so since McCarthyite blacklists of the early ’50s had driven showbiz liberalism deep into the walk-in closets of Malibu and Mulholland Drive.
Warren Beatty, MacLaine’s brother, scheduled a series of high-profile concerts, fundraisers and East Hampton pickup baseball games, attended by the likes of Jack Nicholson, Burt Lancaster, Dustin Hoffman, Jon Voight and so on. “We got involved because we were people who cared,” Norman Lear told The Hollywood Reporter on Sunday.
As such, we thought it a fitting tribute to the fallen senator to eulogize him in a pictorial we’re calling:
It’s October (yes, already) and that means one thing: a new crop of magazines has hit the shelves. September was the big rallying point for the fall menswear transition, so now it’s less about how fall looks and more about how fall feels: there’s tweed, the upcoming elections and awards season jockeying (coincidentally, each cover featured an A-list actor). So, let’s get into it.
Jeff Bridges played at the Democratic National Convention yesterday in downtown Charlotte, reprising his Oscar-winning performance as Bad Blake in Crazy Heart. (Though the wavy locks and abiding grin scream “Dude” all the way, if you ask us.)
No word yet on whether this aggression will or will not stand…
The Reentry may prove a bit bumpy this time around, particularly if you were among the gluttonous few who managed to turn Fourth of July weekend into a midsummer, nine-day vacation. Here’s what you missed while manning the grill:
Syria’s president accused the US of trying to destabilize the region by providing political support to rebels fighting the regime. Secretary of State Clinton responded Pictionarily, stating: “The sand is running out of the hourglass” for Assad. Dan Rather wants you to give The Newsroom another shot, claiming that last night’s episode, the third of the season, “is something every American should see and ponder.” (Spoiler alert: it’s still Sorkin-y. 60 Minutes’ tribute to Mike Wallace, on the other hand, was not.) Andy Murray made a whole lot of little old English ladies tear up after his four-set, no-doubt-about-it loss to Roger Federer in the Wimbledon Finals yesterday, and Ernest Borgnine, Hollywood’s beloved blustery villain, has died at the age of 95.
Slow and steady…
Congressmen: While we did not elect you for your fashion sense, and we understand that you are not Senators, please remember that you are representing us in all capacities. So might we respectfully suggest that you ease off the Cosby cardigans and, you know, class it up a bit? (Mr. Frank, we understand you were wearing a cast in the above photo, but that is no excuse for standing in the House Chamber looking like a chilly American tourist.)
As we discussed yesterday, one of the most stylish guys in the House has decided against seeking reelection, so the rest of you are going to need to pick up the slack—and bring it to a decent tailor.
It’s a dark day for Congressional style.
Representative David Dreier (R-CA), widely considered the best-dressed Congressman in the House of Representatives, announced yesterday that he would not be seeking a 17th term in office. “After three decades on Capitol Hill,” he said jokingly on the House floor, “I am finally doing my part to improve Congress’s sorry image.”
Part one of PBS’s great documentary on Bill Clinton aired last night, just hours after a Gallup poll showed Rick Santorum leading Mitt Romney by 36% to 26% among national Republicans. All eyes are now on Michigan as 2012’s sweater-vested version of the Comeback Kid may be poised to send Mitt Romney the way of Paul Tsongas. (Unless, of course, a version of Jennifer Flowers emerges as well.)
Joe Biden never lets us down.
In the midst of a night of poorly dressed politicking, Ol’ Joe was responsible for two points of light—specifically, those two points in his pocket square. For most of the president’s hour-long speech, they seemed like the most stylish thing in the room.
Sure, we would have preferred a pocket square with softer corners (he’s heard of linen, right?), but like cap-and-trade or the flat tax, DC’s just not ready for it. So we salute the man for pushing the sartorial cause forward as much as he can, and teaching a few senators what their chest pocket is for.
Shine on, you crazy train-loving diamond. Shine on.
We’ve been thinking a lot about Newt Gingrich’s hair.
Possibly too much.
It’s easily the best hair of the 2012 candidates—even though Romney gets all the press—and like Newt himself, the coif has shown remarkable evolution over the years. From its origins in ’60s flair, Newt’s hair has shown the influence of some of the most controversial grooming trends of our time, always evolving but retaining its essential Newtness.
So in the interest of helping Florida voters with their upcoming decision, we’d like to take a look at Speaker Gingrich’s hair through the years, beginning with a young man who bears a striking resemblance to Jermaine from Flight of the Conchords…
The media’s fast descending on New Hampshire for the Republican primary next Tuesday, and due to an unflinching sense of patriotic duty, we wanted a piece of the action. So we sent our New England correspondent Dan McCarthy into the frozen wilds to see what all the fuss was about.
2012 has been with us just a short while, but it’s already shown us some fairly outlandish stuff—starting with the mouse-destroying properties of Mountain Dew, the Rose Bowl and RIck Santorum’s sweater vest.
Here’s what happened while you were busy sleeping off that champagne.
It was a good weekend.
We witnessed a breakthrough in touchdown celebrations, a borough sprang to the defense of the brave scientist who discovered the G spot, and, in New York, thousands of drunken Santas descended on Grand Central Station for a crazed dance party. Here’s what you may have missed…
Yesterday, the blog/think tank Daily Intel proposed a bold new anti-harassment measure called “No Hermo.” It’s a strange name, but a good cause, intended to nip any potentially creepy misunderstandings in the bud. It would work something like this:
“Sally, you look great in that dress. Um… [uncomfortable pause] Not in a… you know, n-no Hermo.” [disappears silently]
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