“Hey hey, my my. CAMOUFLAGE will never die.” If designer Mark McNairy’s Twitter declaration didn’t make his opinion clear enough, the T-shirt he shut down his show with last year (on the chest of rapper Pusha T of Clipse and Kanye West’s GOOD Music fame, no less) could not have provided much louder an encore.
Curious why his position on the pattern is so resolute, we asked McNairy, “Why will camo never die?” He replied simply (and in all caps): “BECAUSE, UNFORTUNATELY, WAR WILL NEVER DIE.” Keep reading to see McNairy’s top-five camo icons of all time, culled from decades of menswear’s form-meets-function lineage.
The men at this year’s Golden Globe Awards Sunday night were full of surprises. Jared Leto, once dubbed the worst-dressed man in the world by GQ (and with good reason), turned up in the event’s most stylish tux. SNL alum Andy Samberg took home a statue (no one was more shocked than him). And serious-seeming Bono even played along winningly with co-host Amy Poehler’s fake-makeout schtick.
The ladies, on the other hand, were utterly predictable: hilarious, intelligent and talented, in addition to easy on the eyes—as per usual. Nothing wrong with consistency. Keep reading to see a few of our favorite photos from the night, via Instagram.
[Above: Emma Roberts, niece of screen legend Julia,
shows fans how to pre-func, Animal Style.]
As you bask in the afterglow, and shredded Christmas gift wrap (and enjoy your spoils like Ralphie here), you might find yourself in the mood for the time-honored pleasure of ye olde Xmas movie. While basic cable is at the ready with a multitude of traditional yuletide standards, leave it to our friends at Seattle International Film Festival (SIFF for short) to subvert expectations.
Keep reading for three new, interactive twists on Christmas flicks from SIFF—which include swashbuckling, olfactory stimulation and chinese food—each of which you can re-create at home.
Time flies when you’re having fun-ukkah—and with the final night of Hanukkah sneaking up fast, even heroic dads might find themselves short a present or two. We have just the intergalactic ticket: a galaxy of Star Wars-themed gifts, from Darth Vader Pez dispensers to a Lightsaber night-light to a C-3PO phone case ideal for Dark-Side selfies.
Keep reading for our Star Wars gift picks—for kids large or small.
It’s become de rigueur these past several years for major fashion houses and acclaimed directors to collaborate on short films that blur the lines between advertisement and art. Prime example: Prada. Last year, we saw Ben Kingsley and Helena Bonham Carter team up for a therapy session. And now, we have Wes Anderson transforming wunderkind Jason Schwartzman into a mustachioed, introspective race-car driver. (Continue reading to watch the video.)
New sources are reporting a spike in Breaking Bad-themed costumes this Halloween—and with artist Nathan Peters documenting The Wardrobe of Walter White episode-by-episode in illustrated form, there are plenty of iterations to choose from.
If you forgot to pick up a haz-mat suit and gas mask ahead of time, here’s another costume idea—like our heavy-metal Ryan Gosling post yesterday—that you should be able to put together mostly from your own closet. Any beige bomber, windbreaker, or trucker jacket will work; and while the authentic pant option (unfortunately) is to go khaki-on-khaki, if you’re cool with your neighbors, you can try roaming the streets in Walter White’s infamous premiere-episodetighty-whities. High-quality, sky-blue Pop Rocks are the candy of choice.
Side Note: We all know these guys are 10x more stylish off the screen, so if you’ve got a killer suit, some stacks of Monopoly money—and maybe some fake blood for holiday-appropriate flair—red-carpet Walt or Jesse are entirely viable options.
Candy’s great. But once the kids pack it in for the night, take a moment to remember what Halloween is really all about: things that go bump, blah, boo, and ree! ree! ree! in the night.
So pop some corn, scrape together the last few fun-size Twixes, kill the lights, grab a spot on the couch next to the sultry stewardess or Medusa in your life, and pop in one of the horror classics below—chosen as much for their cinematic glory as for their eery and avant-garde poster designs.
Dracula Has Risen from the Grave (1968)—poster by Bill Gold
Children of the Damned (1963)
Christine (1985)—poster by Jakub Erol
Rosemary’s Baby (1968)—poster by Frankfurt Gips Balkind
The Beast Within (1982)
The Shining (1980)—poster by Saul Bass
Beetlejuice (1988)—poster by B.D. Fox Independent
Further Reading (and Watching): For a complete list of ‘The 50 Greatest Horror Movie Posters of All Time,’ visit Film.com. We found their article via the website of poster artist Midnight Marauder—revisit his top-five horror flicks from last Halloween here.
Zombie Ryan Gosling is so 2012. And so are those scorpion jacket knock-offs from Drive. Here’s a last-minute Halloween costume you can likely pull right out of your closet, en route to hunting and gathering for peanut-butter cups with your kids tomorrow night.
While our generation’s Paul Newman (controversial! but we’re not the first to say it) wore a pretty distinctive red moto jacket in 2013′s The Place Beyond the Pines, your tried-and-true black one should do the trick. Black jeans? If you don’t already own a pair, now’s the time. And although one of our favorite parts about Gosling’s carnival-daredevil/bank-robber was his penchant for Metallica T-shirts, any black tee should suffice. (This Joy Division-themed one would be a funny alternative to Ride the Lightning, even if you’re the only one who gets the joke.)
Accessorize with a baby, if you have one handy, and a couple dollars’ worth of temporary tattoos from your nearest party store (or have your leading lady draw some on with washable marker, if you forget). Emulating the bleached-out coif Gosling donned for the film takes a little more commitment—so if you’re not into it, just pull on your motorcycle helmet. Or a terrible wig. Bonus: Your wife can probably whip up this Eva Mendes “costume” in a pinch, too. Congrats on proving you’re the coolest couple in the cul de sac—yet again.
You can talk Star Wars and Scarface for days—but are you fluent in French New Wave? For a primer on the genre that will score you more conversation points with girls (or guys) who wear glasses, check out our previous post on the topic—and to rep your favorite Jean-Luc Godard film wherever you go, pick up the Vivre Sa Viesnapback seen above.
It’s one of three custom New Era hats brought in exclusively for our French Fling Pop-In Shop. The title of the 1962 film translates directly as To Live Her Life, but it was released to American audiences as My Life to Live—an aptly self-assured headwear sentiment whether you’re lightening the vibe at a cheese tasting or out-classing your friends in a game of pick-up basketball.
We’ll gloss over the seedy details of the film’s plot line (no spoilers!), but do check out the classic jukebox scene in the clip above—and keep watching until the end, for a pick-up line that would never work in a million years. Unless, maybe, you’re French. Or wearing a great hat. But still, we don’t recommend it.
To purchase a top-of-the-line edition of Vivre Sa Vie on DVD or Blu-Ray—and for more in-depth film reviews, essays, and photo galleries than you can shake a baguette at—visit The Criterion Collection.
Growing up in Aberdeen, Washington, in the 1970s left Gabe Johnson with memories of girlfriends who smelled like bubblegum and vodka, a penchant for explosives, a taste for illicit cartoons—and a zealous sense of nostalgia for America. The “real” America, as he puts it; and specifically, the mom-and-pop treasures that dot the highways and byways of this great nation, in the form of watering holes, record stores, auto shops, and other legendary landmarks that locals hold dear.
The latest undertaking of Johnson’s company, Horses Cut Shop, involves sharing the stories of those local haunts via T-shirts—the sale of which benefits the small businesses themselves.
Shop a few of our favorite shirts at the bottom of this article. First though, join us as we trace the history and influences of Horses Cut Shop, in the words of “Professional Boat Rocker” Gabe Johnson himself:
Origin Story. “Horses Cut Shop was started as unincorporated meeting spot for artists, riffraff, musicians and people who wished to create their own ‘reality,’ if only for one day or night at a time. The world wasn’t giving me what I wanted in terms of community, so in 2009 I decided to create the conditions that would.” [Watch a video about Gabe and said meeting spot that we made last Christmas.]
Smells Like Home. “Horses Cut Shop, as an entity, was styled after the American Fraternal Orders (Moose Lodge, Elks Lodge, Eagles Club, Knights of Columbus, etc.), and the ’70s summers of my youth in Aberdeen. The Cut Shop was a fortified compound in upper Fremont [in Seattle] that smelled like smoky burnouts, farm animals, whiskey, gas, mayhem and the ever-present dangerous machine. (This Flickr link provides photographic evidence of three years spent just under the radar of Seattle’s Finest.)”
A New Hope. “The Cut Shop experience was anchored by a monthly Sunday Brunch that we managed to pull regularly, on a volunteer basis, without fail for three years before the shop closed due to sale of the property by the owner. Ultimately, money was needed to continue the experiment in another location and in a new way. Hence the foray into the T-shirt business. The sale of T-shirts that celebrate and support ‘real’ America, an America that’s hanging on by a thread, seemed in-line with my ultimate goal of preserving and shaping the kind of world I want to live in. The T-shirt business is a vehicle for storytelling and simply a cover for my illicit love affair with America and the riffraff that makes her hum.”
Core Beliefs. “I believe beauty and knowledge can be found in the soul of inanimate objects. I tend to worship things that were built for use, community and to outlast the maker. In this sense, a wrench is like a record store and an old tavern is like a worn-in pair of boots. These objects—these places—are constructed with deliberate intention; they’re the embodiment of the American Dream and the products of our country’s worship of self expression and individualism. I want to acknowledge them and celebrate the creators/makers behind the name and logo.”
- I was born and raised in Aberdeen, Washington, along with four generations of my family.
- My favorite place to be is either lost and/or in some type of trouble.
- I’ve been arrested and charged with “Mayhem” twice.
- I believe that if you’re respectful of the differences in disposition and avoid harming others, there are no rules and everything is permitted.
- I believe the America I love peaked during the summer of 1979. Specifically, the evening of July 26th, 1979.
- The slow death of my hometown (Aberdeen, WA) has had the greatest affect on me as person.
- I may or may not have founded The Comstock Commission in 2008.
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Under the Influence. Gabe’s influences include, but are not limited to:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KK18NP4kB7U Men of Substance.“The Bandit (Burt Reynolds’ character in Smokey and the Bandit), Hunter Stockton Thompson, Jack Tripper (Three’s Company character) and Steve McQueen.”
Wild Women. “Jane Birkin, The Runaways, Lynda Carter, Nancy Sinatra.”
Miscellaneous: “That poster of Farrah Fawcett, girls that roller skate, Evel Knievel, being put in/let out of handcuffs, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Molly Hatchet, Apocalypse Now, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, skinned knees, cherry bombs. As is probably evident by now, I left my heart in the Aberdeen of the ’70s.” [See Gabe's Tumblr for further odds, ends and vintage awesomeness.]
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Made from America. A few of our favorite Horses Cut Shop shirts (which double as a checklist for your next road trip). All are made in the USA and benefit the independent businesses that emblazon them.