Dear Yves Rossy AKA “Jetman,”
Ever since I was a kid, the technological advancement I’ve been most impatient for is the personal jetpack. Flying cars? Meh. Teleportation? Whatevs. Immortality? No thanks. But the idea of strapping on a freakin’ JETPACK and taking off to explore the great unknown? YES PLEASE. And you, sir, are quite literally living my dream. Last week, you strapped on your custom jetpack and flew a wide circle around Mount Fuji. And you didn’t stop there. You did it eight more times. Quick question: is there room for two on that thing? If so, give me a call.
No, David Beckham hasn’t joined a sexy, sexy motorcycle gang. Mr. Posh Spice is the new face of Belstaff, and we now have the first peek of the company’s print campaign in all its rough, handsome glory. As if this wasn’t enough to leave me thrilled for days, he’ll also be designing a capsule collection for the company. The ad was shot by Peter Lindbergh to create the vibe of “the spirit of a band of brothers traveling across the English countryside” — with one gorgeous lady, too, I guess. [Fashionista]
Do you ever sit around and wonder, Hmm, what’s Tyson Beckford up to? Me neither. But after I was reminded that he — not Michael Fassbender, not Clive Owen — is the most attractive man in the world after seeing these photos from OOB magazine in France, I may ask myself this more often. Here is Tyson posing with transgender model, Ines Rau, who, according to ColorLines, is a 24-year-old French model of North African descent. And, um, a stone-cold fox.
After the jump, check out the NSFW version of Ines and Tyson’s hawt photoshoot:
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We don’t know his name yet or what fraternity he’s affiliated with at Emory University, but we know that he holds the position of “apparel chair” (that exists?) and goes by the moniker “Fratshionistau.” We also know he takes his job very seriously. That’s why he wrote a long, detailed email telling his bros how “poorly dressed” they are. Unlike bitchy sorority sister Rebecca Martinson, Fratshionistau takes full blame for this problem. That’s why he decided to start writing a “weekly fashion column” for the “choice men” of his fraternity. It comes complete with a link to a porno site, just so you don’t mistake him for a gay man. He’s straight, ladies!
After the jump, you can read the first installment of his column, sent via email, where he advises his fellow dudebros to wear “cuffed paints” (I think he means pants, but he’s the fashinisto, not me) and “statement scarves.” For some reason, I don’t think the boys are going to be into that look. Keep reading »
We have all been there. A casual happy hour turns into a dark, drunken blur where one can’t remember how many or what type of alcohol has been consumed. We all pay the price. But no one is more predictable than the Drunk Boyfriend. The men in our lives who behave so uniquely in our daily lives turn into the same man when wasted. The predictability of each stage of a boyfriend’s intoxication is almost comforting. Keep reading »
Huzzah! “Mad Men” has begun filming its seventh and final season (which will be split into two parts, just like “Breaking Bad”‘s final season). Here’s our first look at Jon Hamm’s formidable package, back on set and going commando. (Listen, if I can see the outline of dick through pants in a teeeeeeeeeeeny tiny thumbnail photo [inset], then I can’t not talk about it.) Can’t wait! [Photos: Pacific Coast News]
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I’m happily engaged to my boyfriend of four years. About four-and-a-half years ago, my friend Angela and I hooked up, twice. She’s strictly a lesbian, and was single at the time. Too much booze was involved both times, and it was just something that happened that had no strings attached. We remained good friends. Angela and her girlfriend Amy have been together for two years. I see Angela regularly, and Amy occasionally. I genuinely like Amy, and think that she’s a great match for my friend. But I recently learned (through a friend) that Amy is jealous, and doesn’t approve of my friendship with Angela because of our past. This upsets me because Angela and I have no romantic relationship potential or desire. I love my fiancé very much, but we have never discussed past relationships or sexual encounters as Angela and Amy obviously have. I have not yet spoken to Angela about this, and now I feel like I am keeping a secret from my fiancé. Angela is one of two girls I have asked to stand up with me at my wedding next year, and now I’m not so sure where to go from here. Should I talk to her or just try to casually bow out of this friendship? Do I tell my fiancé? – Sarah
Oh, so many secrets. Please leave a copy of your email, in code, on microfilm, up a false chimney, in a barn, in Yemen … IN CASE YOU ARE CAPTURED. Keep reading »
My God. I didn’t know people made “teasers” for calendars, let alone made them like a bad porn videos from the early ’80′s. If you can get past the confusing disclaimer and shitty production value, good luck trying to figure out what the Orthodox Calendar is. It’s like your brain’s getting sent a bunch of conflicting images all at once, like in that scene from “Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory” — naked man on a couch, priest licking whipped cream, man butt in tidy whities, thurible, non-traditional family — and then you just have to get off the boat before you lose your marbles. Collect yourself, have an Everlasting Gobstopper. I have answers about this visual volcano. Keep reading »
For nearly two weeks, I’ve had a Dude living in my small studio apartment. It’s a short-term-ish houseguest situation that will likely last another month or so, which means the Dude (sorry, no details on who he is, but feel free to assume it’s Ryan Gosling for visual purposes) has been given the freedom to make himself at home more so than your average weekend visitor, but less so than a full on roommate. I haven’t lived with anyone, let alone a man, since my ex and I broke up five years ago, so I’m used to having my place just so. I was genuinely amused by how quickly — like, within a few hours of him temporarily moving in — I started to notice little signs that my feng shui-ed girly sanctuary was being soaked in testosterone. So I decide to document the changes as a sort of anthropological study. Here are 10 signs that a dude is starting to take over your apartment, presented in photographs taken around my abode…
It’s so common to see women on magazines Photoshopped into some kind of chitinous, spindly, segmented monster that we don’t always look twice unless something truly bizarre is going on (like this model who could destroy Tokyo in her high-low dress, or this picture of Megan Fox Photoshopped to look like another woman entirely). But it’s not just women’s magazines that are going crazy with the office copy of CS Elements, the men are at it as well. Sometimes it takes a really ridiculous monster man to remind us of that. Read more on The Gloss…