Utter the term “murse” anywhere and it’s instantly recognizable: the portmanteau of “man” and “purse” describing a compact bag or satchel meant for hauling things around town. It’s become patient zero of emasculating menswear—now we have “meggings” and “mewelry” to name a few of the more egregious.
But how did we, as a society, get here?
It’s a good question. One worth exploring. And as menswear anthropologists, in our quest to understand the inextricable link between manhood and baggage choice, we present to you:
A complete history of men and their bags in popular culture.»
Last fall, we were duly impressed by UGG Australia’s continued efforts to step up their men’s shoe game—teaming up with a champ like Tom Brady didn’t hurt. And now they’re back with their newest offering for spring:
The Kaldwell, a chukka/boat shoe hybrid that comes in three spring-friendly shades of burnished nubuck and with custom-made soles from Vibram.
Our love for the chukka in spring is no secret—perhaps it’s their versatility with or without socks—and the Kaldwell is a shining example of spring chukka excellence. It’s the sort of shoe that’ll take you from post-work drinks to a beach weekend without having to worry about your choice in footwear. Our favorite touch is the seersucker lining, which makes them even more barefoot compliant.
You never remember to pack socks anyway.
September is a big month in the print world of menswear. It sets the tone for the following season (and, effectively, the remainder of the year).
It also means the page counts are at their bulkiest—so many woolen things, so little time. And in our continued dedication to sussing it all out, we’ve thumbed through the 1,000-plus pages (we’ve thrown in the bonus round of
Vanity Fair since they’ve weighed in on the year’s best-dressed men) just for you.
Let’s dig into the September issues, shall we...»
There were a lot of bizarre spectacles this weekend, but they all fell into three basic categories:
Good Weekend: Eli Manning, Chevy, Mitt Romney Bad Weekend: Ferris Bueller, Massholes, Bill Belichick’s sweatshirt Weird Weekend: Tightrope dancer bouncing on testicles in Madonna’s halftime show
A little more detail on each one, after the jump»
We learned a lot this weekend. For starters, we learned that while Tom Brady may be fallible,
The Lion King is not. Allow us to elaborate…
A quick roundup of the important stuff that happened this weekend…»
Throwing Pies: Mary-Louise Parker is one of our favorite people…and apparently an accomplished drunken pastry chef. [ Esquire] Condolences are In Order: Ladies and Gentlemen, Gisele is off the market for real. And this Brady character sounds highly suspect. [ People] Individualism: ACL unearths yet another quality domestic shirt-maker. [ A Continuous Lean]
Keeping an Eye Out: The Times catches on to our favorite opticians, thanks to a few well-selected collabs. Congrats, fellows. [ The Moment]
The Seven Veils…: Lily Allen tries out Interview and apparently joins the army in the bargain. [ FashionIndie] The New Crew: Obama loves J. Crew more than we ever would have guessed. Does that mean we can look for a few v-neck sweaters in the months to come? [ Racked] TB + GB: Apparently Tom and Gisele aren’t quite as engaged as we thought. [ The Cut]
The Best of the Best: The definitive Sundance roundup, if you were curious… [ Vulture]
Flashing Lights: The European take on workwear is more…fluorescent. [ International Herald Tribune] The Knot: Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen finally make it official. Does this mean they’ll have to stop living in sin? [ People] Mental Sprawl: Forbes counts down the most expensive fictional homes, which is pretty much all we can afford these days. [ Forbes]
All Things to All People: Ralph Lauren Rugby, Metropolitan, Michael Williams, and Jared Paul Stern: it’s a Kempt quadfecta! [ Luxist]
Sic Transit Gloria Lad: The decline and fall of the lad mag, including more instances of the term “underboob” than you ever wanted to read. [ Radar Online] They Live: Video of the famed chupacabra surfaces…unless it’s just a steroid-enhanced pit bull. [ Guanabee] Slow Rider: The virtues of the everlasting suit. [ Men’s Vogue] The True Test of a Patriot: Tom Brady and Eli Manning face off on the covers of Esquire and Men’s Vogue. Apparently Brady starts off perfect but chokes in the last paragraph. [ Daily Intel]
Chinese Democracy: Not even American Idol results are respected in China! Free Tibet? [ Vulture]
Picture Perfect: The only thing hipper and wackier than Adam Kimmel's clothes are Ryan McGinley's lookbook shots. [ Selectism] Newly Available: These starlets are all suddenly single. Have at it boyos. [ Radar] H&M is Pushing Menswear: Yes, but where to? [ Fashion United] Pull The Blinds: There's something deeply creepy about Hussein Chalayan's new T-shirt. [ Men.Style] Lanvain + Acne: Equals one very cool, very classy hightop. [ Scotch and Plaid] How to Get The Tom Brady Look: Giselle Bundchen not included. [ Valet] Squash is The New Golf: Yes! We can finally make good use of our super tight shorts! [ Vanityfair.com]
Chic Rock: When we boot up Guitar Hero at home, we can only wish things like this happened. [ Crave Online]
Funny Money: In these penny-pinching times, who couldn't use a little more levity in their wallet? [ Refinery29] The Family Business: Father-and-son art aficionados bond over checks and English cuts. [ NYMag] Brooklyn Boys: Racked takes the F over to Boerum Hill's new And Then Some. [ Racked] Drip Dry: Forget the cleaners. A new Japanese suit is designed for cleaning in the shower. Loofa anyone? [ Theindian] The Great Rock and Roll Swindle: Legendary venue goes from club to store, back to club and then right back to store again. Protestors still desperately searching for lives. [ Vanityfair.com] Sky King: Per usual, Prince William makes us commoners look like chumps. [ Daily Mail]
Hail Married: Eli Manning wraps up his improbable championship season by beating both brother Peyton and arch-rival Tom Brady to the alter. [ UPI]
Angela Lindvall Buck Naked: Get the (NSFW) picture? [ Goldenfiddle] We Can Relate: Kanye West is an under-appreciated fashion blogger, which, along with the beats, Benjamins and biddies, makes him exactly like us. [ Gawker] Extra Yards: Loser quarterback of the losing New England Patriots, Tom Brady to slip on briefs for money. Loser. [ NYPost] There Goes The Neighborhood: The Garment District is on deathwatch. Where oh where will we go for our $20 velour tracksuits? [ Observer] Resurfacing: SubMercer, the famed semi-secret bar under the Mercer Hotel, where a certain someone once practiced her poll dancing for a certain video, to open for friends and family. Invite us any time. [ Timeout via The Moment] Natty Dread: Coby Kennedy is just trying to do what he do. [ NYMag] From The Caravan to The Red Carpet: Colin Farrell does "traveller chic," a definite diss in the Queen's English. [ Showbiz Ireland] Emerging Economy: Despite having birthed a few billion souls, China is just now figuring out this whole sex thing. [ Sun Times]
Always Bet on Black: Irony does not always redeem the white tuxedo. [ The Independent]
Defensive End: While Gisele Bundchen continues to stoke Tom Brady's QB rating, Giant's tackler Osi Umenyiora has Selita Ebanks to help him practice his sacks. [ NYDN] Pass Protection: Meanwhile, true-blue Eli Manning continues to bore us/inspire us with his dedication to his long-time gal. [ NYPost] You're With Me, Leather: Hip new Alfred Dunhill creative director Kim Jones reveals his plans for the classic line and his crush on Kermit the Frog. [ Hint] Just Like Buddy Holly: Spiffy new specs from Deluxe. [ Hypebeast] The Man From Normal: Behold! This dark, haunted creature from beyond never sleeps and has, like, three jobs. [ NYMag] Oh YES!: Cast your eyes on this sexy new import. [ Jalopnik Interest] Reagan Economics: Hickey Freeman tries to win one for the Gipper. [ Material Interest]
Happy Meal: Reportedly detoxed waif, rocker and fashion inspiration Pete Doherty has apparently switched the opiates in his bloodstream with low-density lipoprotein cholesterol. [ Daily Star UK]
Clean Sheets: Lenny Kravitz, who has bedded about half of everyone you ever wanted to, has become inexplicably chaste. Go ahead and hate. [ NY Post] Big Deal: Emerging designer Alexander Wang signs with Japanese megastore Uniqlo. [ Mpdclick] Don't Go Away Mad: _Vice_ founder "Don'ts" himself out of a job, trains his jaundiced eye back on the streets. [ Gawker] Peace Out, Suckers!: Valentino disses his fellow designers, takes his basketball, goes home. [ NYMag] The Ride: The Maybach in your garage is soon to be obsolete. [ Jalopnik] Bye Week: Perfect human Tom Brady continues to do opposition research in our fair town. Doesn't this guy have a home or something? [ NY Observer]
Generation Gap: Zac Efron is on the cover of _Details_ leaving us to ask, "what's a Zac Efron?" [ Details]
In our latest who's-signing-what-with-whom update, Italian Giorgio
Armani makes fat women singdown under, British baller David Beckham gets down in Armani's underwearand, according to the magpies, undefeated Tom Brady will lend his super-model-squiring, super-baby-making jock to Calvin Klein—professionally speaking, of course.