Wednesday, April 15th, 2015 at 11:58am
Over at The Independent, Alexander Fury brings up a thought that I’m sure many in the fashion world have explored before. We’re in the thick of “fashion awards season” right now. Between the LVMH Prize and the CFDA Fashion Awards,
Friday, April 10th, 2015 at 12:36pm
A brief history of stunting in the desert.
Written by DVS
Wednesday, April 8th, 2015 at 12:35pm
Springtime. The Devil’s Playground. Ol’ Flowery. Fuck City, USA. Whatever you call it, it spells RESULTS. Personally, I don’t call ANY of the seasons by their unenlightened names because IT’S RUDE and cuz I’m not a goddamn infant. Instead, I
Tuesday, April 7th, 2015 at 2:09pm
Growing up, I was always under the impression that I’d die alone, barricaded in a hotel room with jars full of fingernail clippings and urine lining the wall. Yes, I was planning to die with my completed manuscript in one
Tuesday, April 7th, 2015 at 11:11am
Breaking down the discrepancy between projected subjects and actual consumers.
Monday, April 6th, 2015 at 12:43pm
So, the #hip and #cool heads over at The New York Times‘ new “Men’s Style” section whipped up a tasty op-ed about whether or not grown ass men should use emoji and if I had to sum up the takeaways,
Wednesday, April 1st, 2015 at 11:52am
A guy walks into a bar wearing a crisp shirt when everyone else is in tees. That dinner you didn’t bother to change for ends up being classier than expected. If you’re famous, whatever, you can get away with anything.
Tuesday, March 31st, 2015 at 12:01pm
You only get one shot to do it right, so don’t fuck it up.
Monday, March 30th, 2015 at 2:39pm
I remember one time I sent out a tweet along the lines of: “A weird thing people do is point out that I’m tall as if it’s a surprise to me.” Obviously, this always happens. Please cut that shit out.
Monday, March 30th, 2015 at 11:39am
Mitch Hedberg died 10 years ago today. His drug-induced death looms over most conversations about his career. That’s not uncommon. There’s a familiar ease with which we flock to the young, brilliant and dead. They leave behind finite bodies of