It’s finally starting to feel like spring. After one of the bitchiest winters in recent memory, signs suggest that summer is actually coming. With temperatures flirting with 70°, men in the city are already starting to show some leg.
I don’t wear shorts in the city. In the midst of our culture’s relentless quest to recapture the ultra casual comforts of a onesie or a softball practice outfit in adulthood, I won’t do it. The inner child seems to be flourishing. It’s the inner adult I’m worried about.
After a witchy winter, spring has sprung, including a little flirtation with 80º F earlier in the week. With the warmer weather come shorts and flip-flops, about which I have some definite feelings I express in this episode. And though I did enjoy the time with my partner-in-crime at this year’s New York International Auto Show, I discuss the vanilla experience of the show overall, which exhibited fleets of boring-looking luxury cars, stripped of all character and sex appeal and in desperate need of design CPR. Also on my mind, and on the radar of media/entertainment reporters lately, is Aereo, a brilliant (and affordable) service that provides live broadcast television over the internet to computers, iPads, iPhones, and the Roku. It’s a beautiful disruption to the stale broadcast and cable subscription models that has networks and cable providers really pissed. And finally… just when you think you’re going to learn something new in a magazine or on a blog about getting the perfect shave, just remember: you’re not. It’s all been said before, and there is nothing new to say or learn. (But it won’t stop me from writing my own “definitive” piece on getting the perfect shave. Stay tuned for that nonsense.)
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I realize it’s a strange time of the year to discuss swimwear, but I’m off to Key West, Florida for the Christmas holiday, my first Christmas that won’t require coats, gloves and scarves. Instead of sledding, snowball fights and boots, there will be swimming, boating and flip-flops.
I’m all good with gear for the trip, including a terrific pair of orange John Bartlett swim trunks. But I can’t help having a chuckle at this vintage ad for Catalinas I just found during an image search. I’ve never been one for a skin-tight bikini cut swimsuit. I much prefer trunks like regular shorts or longer surfer cuts that rest low on the waist. In terms of design, though, I’m digging the first pair in the ad (with the fish shapes) and the longer aqua pair in the middle of the second row.
Notice how all of the suits are worn so high on the waist, practically covering the navel. Though not much has really changed in the basics of menswear over the last fifty years, how high we sport our trou is definitely an exception.