BADASS MONDAY: Eastwood

August 1, 2011

If you really need someone to explain to you why Clint Eastwood is a badass, then you are simply not an American. Or maybe you’re just not a very good one. Anywho, since many thick, leather-bound books have been written about the life and work of Mr. Eastwood, lets take a look at some of the lesser known facts about the Hollywood legend.

  • While Eastwood is frequently depicted smoking cigarettes in his films, he is in fact a life-long non-smoker. He also abstains from hard liquor, opting instead for cold beer.
  • On top of a rather strenuous exercise routine, Eastwood is known for practicing exceptionally healthy eating habits and Transcendental Meditation.
  • Eastwood, once a licensed pilot, was rather notorious for flying his helicopter to the studio to avoid traffic.
  • Box Office Mojo claims that Eastwood’s films have collectively grossed somewhere north of 1.68 billion dollars domestically. If you’re as desensitized to numbers as I am, it helps to look at this way: $1,680,000,000.
  • Eastwood originally intended to study music theory after honing his skills as a ragtime pianist in high school. His passion for music never declined and he eventually began composing scores for his own movies, including Mystic River and Changeling, whose score was nominated for a Golden Globe.
  • He has seven children, by way of five different women. This may or may not come as a surprise, but he is oft described as a womanizer.
  • Eastwood is currently married to California news anchor Dina Ruiz. She is 35 years his junior. Age is just a number.
  • Speaking of age, he lost his virginity at 14.
Eastwood has appeared as an actor in over 60 films. He has over 30 directorial efforts. Hes amassed 4 Academy Awards, 3 Golden Globes, and dozens of other recognitions and nominations for his acting, directing, producing, and score compositions. In short, Eastwood’s career will stand as one of the most impressive in film history. You know what they say, they just don’t make ‘em like they use to.


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THRIFTY THURSDAY: A. P. (pre) C. (iate)

July 28, 2011
Guess who finally bought his first suit? This guy.
Your first suit should be one that fits you. That’s first and foremost.
Your first suit should be altered to your body with the help of a tailor.
Your first suit should be probably be grey because you can dress it up and dress it down with separates. Black is always formal—think: weddings and funerals—and navy may be a little too casual for a black-tie event, because we all know I’m invited to black-tie events so often…
Well, I bought a midnight navy one, and it fits me perfectly off the rack. Hat’s off to you, A.P.C., for making such a finely tailored suit that fits a 6’2″ man with a 36″ chest, girlishly small arms and a terribly long inseam.
Seth’s note: Uh, Jeff, where are the photos of the suit?
Jeff: Wait, you thought after all that talk I was actually going to show you photos of the whole thing?

Should you want to copy this look, you can pick up the white denim A.P.C.’s website and a similar T-shirt.

I snagged up the suit (pants not shown) along with the white denim from Nordstrom during their Men’s Half Yearly Sale. Unfortunately, the item isn’t shown on the website, but you can get it at BlackBird or on A.P.C.’s website with matching trousers. A suit, ta-da!

On Jeff: Two-button jacket (Nordstrom, 60 percent off) by A.P.C., small; white denim (Nordstrom, 60 percent off) by A.P.C., size 28; shrunken T-shirt (gift from a friend because he accidentally shrunk it) by A.P.C., large but fits like a small; refurbished boat shoe (Nordstrom Rack, $25) by Sperry Topsider, size 11; canvas dip-dyed industrial tote (eBay, $100) by Jack Spade; nylon camper watch (Amazon, $18) by Timex.

Photos by Anthony Barlich.

midweSTYLE: Yves dropping

July 27, 2011

Anthony: “Okay, this pose is good, Jeff. You look like a tool, and the city looks dope.

Anthony: “Good, now go ahead and step forward, and let me grab a shot of Seth.”

And apparently, I look my best post-nut-tap gasping for air and making sure nothing ascended into my stomach.

Oh hello, rain clouds.

I love monochromatic looks with details. And Seth hates and designer brands. So I put him in one. And this photoshoot worked.

On Jeff: Woven button-down shirt by Levi’s; striped undershirt by American Apparel; shorts with hidden anchors by J.CREW; thrifted woven loafers by Allen Edmonds; industrial canvas dip-dyed tote by Jack Spade; thrifted woven leather belt.

On Seth: Thrifted knit polo (Rad Vintage) by Yves Saint Laurent; five-pocket trousers (Bloomingdales) by Marc by Marc for Marc with Marc in Marc Jacobs; canvas oxfords courtesy of Vans.

TRAVEL: A magical Saturday roadtrip

July 26, 2011

June 4 was a busy day. Like a driving-across-the-state-of-Missouri kind of day with lots of stops along the way and a little hop over to Kansas. (Map of our gallivanting and peregrinations.)

9 a.m.:
Jeff: Wake up in Columbia from wedding-dancing-coma and shacking at 1613 for the last time. I call my mother because I’m a good son (that, and I’m driving—you always gotta make those check-in phone calls when you’ve got a good commute). She tells me that she and Bill (step-dad) are going to NASCAR like any good Midwestern, blue-collar family does on a Saturday. They have extra tickets. I say, “Hell yes.”
Seth: Wake up in Joplin and ignore Jeff’s phone calls and demands. (Editor’s note: because he is legitimately busy with reporting on tragedy and devastation.)
Cam: Sleeping.

11 a.m.:
Jeff: Stop by my favorite place in Independence, Cargo Largo. It’s the island of misfit toys with sweet finds, like Sperrys, Jack Spade dopp kits and Clarks.
Seth: Car troubles. Turns out his car just needed a little T.L.C. Come on, Seth. Don’t go chasing waterfalls.
Cam: Sleeping.

12 a.m.:
Jeff: Go back to my homestead and consume various forms of food that I won’t buy for myself.
Seth: Back on the road.
Cam: Still sleeping.

1 p.m.:
Jeff: Hop in Seth’s car.
Seth: Let Jeff hop in Seth’s car.
Cam: Get up to go pee and then go back to bed.

2 p.m.:
Jeff & Seth: Arrive at Kansas Speedway and drink beer.

My thrifted brown woven and wine fringe leather loafers by Allen Edmonds.

At the end of the race, the winner does a little dance.

4 p.m.:

Drive to Columbia, surprise our friend Kimberly at “the Winery.” We sneak out back and romp around in the vineyards.

Straw fedora with chambray trim ($14) by Target; thrifted shirting; khaki shorts by J.Crew ($20); thrifted woven loafers ($4) by Allen Edmonds; thrifted woven leather belt ($1); watch ($18) by Timex.

Shirting ($30) by J.Crew.

5 p.m.:
Eat a pint of Lavender Honey from Sparky’s. Lament the fact all the cicada ice cream would be gone. (But not to worry; there would be plenty of cicadas later.)

This is the only ice cream you need to eat. Lavender Honey. It will change your life.

7 p.m.:

Leave Columbia and head to a pool party.

9 p.m.:

Arrive in St. Louis. Hop in the pool.
10 p.m.:
Someone pushes Seth over the edge and he eats a cicada.
11 p.m.:
To Duffy’s! Kirkwood’s frattest finest.
The early-morning hours of the next day:
@katiestipo and @emlew: “What are you doing, Jeff? Carrying your shorts like a school boy?”
@jeffkies: “Yeah….”

Thrifted shirting ($3); floral board shorts ($40) by EVER; blue lobster shorts (gift); thrifted woven belt ($1); canvas tote by Filson; waxed dopp kit ($50) by Jack Spade.

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