This 1981 issue of GQ, featuring courtroom celebrity Peter Cook at age 22 (with Carol Alt), was dug up by Inside Edition in an effort, we firmly believe, to get us to think the same naughty thoughts about Christie Brinkley's skeeze of a husband the same way we're being groomed to think about John McCain.
It's working. CONTINUED »
Thank heavens for Batman, because we are being treated to more Christian Bale this month than should be allowed. This time he’s gracing the cover of the UK GQ and saying more things to remind us he’s as beautiful on the inside as he is on the outside.
How was GQ's Tom Carson's supposed to know Tim Russert was going to die this month? Perhaps if he had 20/20 foresight, he might not have taken down the late Meet The Press moderator while laying some smack on Chris Matthews. CONTINUED »
GQ editor Jim Nelson, on whether he'd win a fight with the menswear designer: "Tom Ford would kick my ass so bad I’d end up in a lame little puddle of tears."
Counters designer Thom Browne: "I’m a stubborn Irishman, so I’d probably win." [FWD]
Maxim invented the funny flow chart. GQ just rips it off. [P6]
As Google Docs told me this morning, it's Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day isn't a big deal, but it is a reminder that when I go to sleep at 9:30pm on a Saturday night–which only happened once, after a long day at a Russian bathhouse–no one really notices.
Last time I visited my grandmother in Florida, she asked me what my type was. Rich and tall is trite, right? I kid, I kid. I don't even have a type. So I decided to be proactive and look through men's magazines to figure out what I'm looking for. What I learned? Men are idiots. After the jump, my brief flings with Details, Maxim, Men's Vogue, GQ and Esquire.
Anyway, happy Valentine's Day!- raronauer
The Hillary Clinton machine isn't as well-oiled as you think. Back in September, they worked vigorously to have a negative profile of the candidate, by Josh Green, killed from the pages of GQ; in exchange, they got access to Bill Clinton for a cover photo. Controversy ensued, but the Clintons got what they wanted.
Not this month.
While Green may have collected his kill fee (we're assuming), he didn't lose his reporting.
Which is why The Atlantic editor, shockingly!, has an article in this months Atlantic. Which is exactly what Camp Clinton needs as she faces her toughest battle against Barack Obama.
It's just too bad Chris Matthews has to play nice to Hillary these days.
HIGH FASHION, HIGH POWER Interviewing Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez for British GQ didn't satisfy her journalistic longings, so Naomi Campbell – currently appearing on French Vogue with Kate Moss – is going after Argentina's chief, Cristina Fernández de Kirchner. And perhaps just like Chavez, she'll wind up with a date. After she puts her pen down.
You’d think with all the puff milestones celebrated in its 50th anniversary issue, GQ would remember the first black model who appeared on its cover. Sadly, Renauld White gets no love in the recent issue.
Even considering all the terrible mustaches this guy must have inspired, when facial hair works, it really works.
Was that Alex Rodriguez trying to mack it to the much junior Rumer Willis at GQ's Men of the Year party at the Chateau Marmont in L.A.? Why yes, yes it was, says one attendee who claims to have tried, unsuccessfully, to cop a feel of EIC Jim Nelson's junk.
Men's Vogue was recently applauded for its progressive stance on diversity after its editors had the audacity to put a black person on its cover not once, but twice! (Or possibly even three times!) As a result, rival publication GQ apparently felt compelled to show that they, too, are capable of progressive thinking.
Which perhaps explains why GQ launched a groundbreaking counterattack as part of an endeavor to prove that they are equally as openminded as their more fashionable competitor—at least, in matters pertaining to pedophilia and tastelessness. Exhibit A? This delightful photo spread of 18 year-old (as of August 21) Hayden Panettiere prancing around in her Jon Benet-inspired pink nightie.
Congratulations, GQ. This will certainly introduce the magazine to a whole new demographic. Of pervy, middle-aged Humbert Humberts. [Mollygood]
This week in the "look who benefits from its cover star's spat of unexpected press" is Details, whose Jonathan Rhys Meyers cover can only be helped by his drunken Dublin incident, and GQ, whose new "Man of the Year" Kanye West cover will get a boost from mama's passing.
Though neither really trumps the publicity effect Marie Claire snagged with its July 2007 issue, which featured a spread about partying called "Party Patrol: How Lohan Can You Go?." Just as Lindsay Lohan was going into rehab.
Well, now, if Rhys Meyers goes into rehab again, well … it still won't be as awesome.
Ron Burkle, BFF of Hill and Bill, is set to acquire AMI, which owns Shape, Star, the National Enquirer and Men's Fitness. GQ’s advice to the editors there: stay out of the Clintons' way. [WWD]
Penthouse gave their Editor-in-Chief, Mark Healy, six extra vacation days. After giving his notice earlier this week, Healy was escorted out of the Penthouse offices yesterday.
Healy will return to GQ, where he was previously a mid-level features editor and will now be director of editorial projects.
Healy’s tenure at Penthouse was part of a larger effort to class up the lad mag. Rumors has it that with Healy out, Penthouse will return to its smut roots. That business strategy should work out well since there’s such a glut of that stuff these days.
[NYP]
• Angelina Jolie's rep is quick to dispel rumors that she was fired as the spokesmodel for a a third-tier fashion company.
• Police heroically discover woman who spent the past 8 days trapped in a ravine. Or, put another way, police finally look for a missing person after 8 days of ignoring her husband's desperate pleas for help.
• Having one of these at the frat house must really cut down on the clutter.
• The reviews are in for The Darjeeling Limited. And A.O. Scott is calling it "an odd, flawed, but nonetheless beautifully handmade object as apt to win affection as to provoke annoyance." We're still waiting for the "affection" part.
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