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Movie Stars in Puffer Jackets

  • Najib Benouar

The Sundance Film Festival is one of the few places it’s considered fashionable to dress like a ski bunny (perhaps also the long weekend of alpine-chic-ness in March known as Aspen Fashion Week). Take James Franco, here, walking the red carpet wearing a grin that calls into question his sobriety—and in a winter sweater from Dockers.

Matthew McConaughey showed up a few minutes later, wearing a puffer jacket with his lift pass still attached. Anywhere else, they’d be lambasted for walking a red carpet in anything less than a blazer, but in Park City, UT, skiwear is the new formalwear. Sure, it’s a small window of opportunity, but when the majority of your life is spent running the press gauntlet, not having to change between a screening and a day on the slopes is one worth capitalizing on.

We’re hoping to catch Redford in his full-on Downhill Racer garb soon enough.»

Mirte Maas Is Tickled

via Fashion Gone Rogue

Swimming with Sharks: Jason Heaton introduces us to a new favorite sports watch—the 1967 Doxa Sharkhunter. [Gear Patrol]

Best in Show: Things to love and things to hate about The Artist and Oscar season. [AV Club]

Triple Diamond and Counting: A tour of Austria’s Hahnenkamm—the world’s most dangerous ski run—with video of some of its more gruesome falls. For the stern of heart only. [Deadspin]

Fare Thee Well: And in honor of Joseph E. Brooks, who made Lord & Taylor what it is and passed away last week, we thought we’d pass along a profile of the man himself. A lot to learn here. [NYMag]

Brad Pitt and the Gentleman’s Cane

From time to time, a man may sustain injury.

It might happen in battle, or result from powerful exertions of strength or—in the case of Brad Pitt—in the course of rescuing one’s daughter from a treacherous ski slope.

But no matter how you come by your injury, the important thing is to wear it with pride. This pic comes from last night’s Critics’ Choice awards, where Pitt did just that. It’s a simple, functional cane (conveniently coordinated with his black tux), but was our favorite thing on the red carpet for the simple reason that it made him look more interesting.

When your baseline is being Brad Pitt, that’s no easy thing.

The Drop

Our obsession of the day is vintage ski posters (which may have something to do with the frosty conditions outside). This one comes from the legendary Warren Miller in Jackson Hole circa 1965. We don’t have a name for the skier, but he certainly knew his way around a pair of sunglasses.

Dispatches from Aspen Fashion Week


File this one under: only in Aspen. Someone apparently had a formal engagement at the top of a ski lift.

Our intrepid editor Randy Goldberg has spent the past few daysroughing it at Aspen Fashion Week, bombing down Ajax mountain, making sure every hot tub in Colorado is safe, and tracking down the latest in skiwear, starting with this shawl-collared gentleman.

The good news is, if you want to take to the slopes without looking like an 80s-era Bond villain, you’ve got plenty of options.

Here are a few of our favorites»

Let it Snow


This handsome snap comes from Riviera Club’s latest fall/winter lookbook. It’s handsome stuff—especially since their usual strength is lightweight summer gear—but they don’t have the gist of skiing quite yet.

From the Archive: Downhill Racer


Baseball and football movies are thick on the ground, but without crowds to go wild or a big game to close on, skiing movies tend to be a pretty dicey proposition. Luckily, Criterion has dug up what might be the best one, and you can pick it starting tomorrow—just in time for ski season.

Downhill Racer takes Robert Redford through the thrills and doubts of the downhill ski circuit circa 1969. Over the course of 100 minutes, he bristles under authority, makes the acquaintance of an appropriately appealing Swedish woman, and tears through some of the Alps’ better scenery—all a good deal more cinematic than anything you’ll find on a gridiron.

Like The Hustler, it stretches the underdog sports premise into a conflicted meditation on the nature of success. Redford’s great, and so is Gene Hackman as his coach, but for our money the real credit goes to the writer, James Salter, who got the gig by writing some of the era’s best books on machismo. (Further reading here.)

Watch close and you might even pick up a few slalom tricks.