In case you needed clarification, he created a diagram.
 
Ever wonder what San Francisco venture capitalists do in their free time? I refer you to Jesse Herzog, Vice President of Development for AGI Capital, and inventor of the Suitsy, a one-piece suit. “But Amber!” I can hear you protest, “the very aesthetic of a suit is predicated upon multiple garments!” No longer, dear friend, because Jesse Herzog has found a way to combine comfort, utility and style! From his Betabrand page (a competitive crowd-funding fashion fashion venture—enough votes for Jesse will get his prototype in production and for sale online!):

Welcome to a revolution in apparel for the modern gentleman. Imagine looking professional but feeling like you are in pajamas. Consider wearing a suit and a onesie at the same time. Welcome to the Suitsy.

The Suitsy is a jacket connected to a shirt connected to pants. A zipper is hidden behind the shirt button placard (with false buttons) and pants zipper. Fake shirt cuff material extends from the end of the jacket sleeves to give the impression of an actual complete dress shirt worn underneath. It’s like if a jumpsuit and a business suit had a lovechild.

Your love child should have been aborted.

My first thought was that Mr. Herzog was yanking our chain, but since his biography says he also once ran a hotdog stand… then sent a hotdog into space, it appears burning cash on “eccentricities” is kind of his modus operandi. (There’s no better indictment of capitalism than what capitalists’ spend their money on—at least kings and queens gave us Beethoven and Versailles!) I’m not going to address the sheer corniness of an an adult man trying to sell office jammies to other adult men, but I would like to point out that anyone who’s ever worn a romper, or even noticed the low inseam on an actual jumpsuit, knows what happens to one the first time you raise your arms—the crotch raises with them.

Check out a demonstration of the Suitsy below. You’ll notice that even the dog looks concerned.
 

 
Via Betabrand

 
Watch out Tom of Finland, there’s a new milieu of gay nationalist iconography in town! Massive is a new brand producing clothing, accessories, art and original and translated books centered on gay manga—meaning Japanese comic books celebrating bears, bears and more bears! I’m generally of the opinion that pin-up art has jumped the shark, but these manly men are just as delightful as they are niche—sort an army of Bettie Gay-ge’s!

The art itself is really charming: sophisticated, without being pretentious or self-important. Japanese artist Jiraiya comments on his work for the the sweatshirt above:

These two guys have the same muscle mass, but I’d guess different body fat percentages. In my opinion, they’re a perfect couple. But if they fight, their house will be partially destroyed.

And how!

I don’t know about you, but much I’d rather wear this than one of those bland, now ubiquitous American Apparel “Legalize Gay” shirts. Between that jumper and my Hüsker Dü tee, bear culture will always have a place in my wardrobe… but never in the closet!
 

 

 

 
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“Four dead in O-HI-O. Four dead in O-HI-O.”

Companies love to stir up a lil’ controversy. If you’re old enough, you’ll recall Calvin Klein’s “heroin chic” campaign as well as another late 90s campaign that was widely decried as “porn.” Well it’s one thing to flirt with such imagery, it’s quite another to jump off into the deep end into something so stupid that it turns people off to your brand, like Urban Outfitters has with their totally obnoxious “Vintage Kent State Sweatshirt”:

Kareb Farkas writes at The Cleveland Plain Dealer:

Urban Outfitters is facing a public backlash after offering for sale a “Vintage Kent State Sweatshirt” with red blotches that could be interpreted as blood stains.

Twitter lit up as people blasted the company for its insensitivity for selling an item citing a university nationally known as the site of the May 4, 1970 deaths of four students by the Ohio National Guard during Vietnam War protests.

“We take great offense to a company using our pain for their publicity and profit” the university said in a statement Monday. “This item is beyond poor taste and trivializes a loss of life that still hurts the Kent State community today.”

The tragedy at Kent State was a national disgrace, inspiring Crosby Stills Nash and Young’s “Ohio” as well as DEVO, whose Jerry Casale was an actual witness to the event. Casale told the Vermont Review in 2010:

Vermont Review: Going back to your early days. You were present at the Kent State shootings in 1970. How did that day affect you?

Jerry Casale: Whatever I would say would probably not at all touch upon the significance or gravity of the situation at this point of time—it would probably sound trite or glib. All I can tell you is that it completely and utterly changed my life. I was a white hippie boy and then I saw exit wounds from M1 rifles out of the backs of two people I knew. Two of the four people who were killed, Jeffrey Miller and Allison Krause, were my friends. We were all running our asses off from these motherfuckers. It was total, utter bullshit. Live ammunition and gasmasks - none of us knew, none of us could have imagined… They shot into a crowd that was running away from them! I stopped being a hippie and I started to develop the idea of devolution. I got real, real pissed off.

VR: Does Neil young’s “Ohio” strike close to your heart?

JC: Of course. It was strange that the first person that we met, as Devo emerged, was Neil Young. He asked us to be in his movie, The Human Highway. It was so strange - San Francisco in 1977. Talk about life being karmic, small and cyclical - it’s absolutely true. In fact I just got a call from a person organizing a 30th Anniversary commemoration. Noam Chomsky will be there and I may go talk there if I can get away. I still remember it so crystal clear, like a dream you will never forget . . . or a nightmare. I still remember every moment. It kind of went in slow motion like a car accident.

VR: You said that the Kent State shooting sort of served as a catalyst for your theory of Devolution, which spawned Devo—

JC: Absolutely. Until then I was a hippie. I thought that the world is essentially good. If people were evil, there was justice… and that the law mattered. All of those silly naïve things. I saw the depths of the horrors and lies and the evil. The paper that evening, the Akron Beacon Journal, said that students were running around armed and that officers had been hurt. So deputy sheriffs went out and deputized citizens. They drove around with shotguns and there was martial law for ten days. 7 PM curfew. It was open season on the students. We lived in fear. Helicopters surrounding the city with hourly rotating runs out to the West Side and back downtown. All first amendment rights are suspended at the instant the governor gives the order. All of the class-action suits by the parents of the slain students were all dismissed out of court, because once the governor announced martial law, they had no right to assemble.

And now it’s an ironic tee-shirt for dipshit hipsters! Urban Outfitter’s “Helter Skelter” fashion line inspired by the Manson Family murders are on hold for now, apparently. They may want to rethink those “beheaded journalist” and “Jerry Sandusky Telethon” tees, too.
 

 
via Daily Kos

 
This limited-edition Edgar Allan Poe sweater by online shop Archie McPhee is being marketed for Halloween, but honestly it just seems like a fun Autumn / Winter sweater to me.

I couldn’t find the fiber content on the Archie McPhee website. It’s selling for the reasonable price of $42.50, so I’m going to assume it’s not wool or cashmere but made of acrylic or some other type of synthetic fiber.

Below, Poe on Poe:

 
via Laughing Squid

 
I had no idea just how many Siouxsie Sioux makeup tutorials there were on the Internet. There are tons! Since Halloween is looming around the corner, I thought I’d help you get your Siouxsie makeup on with these handy tutorials. Practice makes perfect, right?

Some of these ladies nail it, while others just end up looking like Hot Topic mall goths or “punk” extras in the 1982 CHiPs episode “Battle of the Bands.”
 

 
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These eye-catching fashion advertisements emphasize the non-kinking qualities of the (then) wonder material of terylene—so they naturally hired world’s second most famous Kink, Dave Davies.

These images come from the May 25, 1966, issue of Queen magazine. Dave cuts quite the figure here, no? “Smooth,” says Dave of Ina’s outfit.
 

 

 
In other Kinks news, Dave’s brother, head Kink Ray Davies has denied rumors that the group would reunite “with or without” Dave, with whom he frequently feuds. Good thing, too. A Kinks “reunion” without both of the Davies brothers would be like an Oasis reunion without one of the Gallaghers. It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. Ray Davies’s Kinks musical, Sunny Afternoon, is due to open at the Harold Pinter Theatre in London on October 4th.

Below, Dave Davies doing his solo hit, “Death of a Clown”:

 
via 1960’s and 1970’s Advertisements

 
Here are some fun behind-the-scenes of the 1968 science fiction film Barbarella. I’m primarily posting these images because of the amazing costumes and because everyone is just so gosh darned gorgeous. Talk about intergalactic glamor. How could it ever be topped?

Sci-fi babes and boys at their finest.
 

Jane Fonda and director (and then husband)  Roger Vadim
 

Roger Vadim and Jane Fonda
 

Roger Vadim and Jane Fonda
 
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Cholafied Jay-Z.
 
Cholafied comes from the mind of Michael Jason Enriques, an LA kid who grew up in the 1990s.

It’s a throwback to the Chola gangster style: “Sharpied” eyebrows, dark lipliner, and the fumes from a can of Aqua Net.

It’s a product of LA where subculture, celebrity obsession, street art, and stupidity are rolled up together like one of those bacon wraped hot dogs sold on Hollywood Blvd.

See more of Michael’s “Cholafied” celebrities here.
 

‘Do you feel lucky, Chola?’: Clint Eastwood.
 

The Royal Chola Queen Elizabeth dos.
 

Chola Wonder Woman
 

Chola Mark Zuckerberg
 
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What a brilliantly nasty concept, a Tumblr with T-shirts announcing when Macaulay Culkin or Harrison Ford started, and more importantly stopped, being relevant. I’m not real clear if there are actual T-shirts to be purchased yet, if you “get in touch @CareerRIP” you’ll get “details on how to get your hands on a T-shirt.” 

As it says on the Tumblr, “CareerRIP is a tribute to our passed heroes whose careers have sadly left us. We celebrate their brightest hours through a series of limited edition T-shirts.”
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
via Das Kraftfuttermischwerk

 
It’s voodoo. It’s disco. It’s so tacky I’m gonna keel over and die if I don’t get one of my own. They’re chicken bone necklaces—excuse me—actual gold chicken bone necklaces, rendered from greasy bird meat—the mutilated hoards blessed by the late Colonel himself, or at least a corporate trademark based on his actual face.

Kentucky for Kentucky is a Lexington-based haberdashery specializing in all things Buegrass state.There’s the more traditional fare—cute totes, hip onsies and t-shirts—there are even some great bowls featuring “The Greatest” Kentuckian, Muhammad Ali. However, it’s the currently criminally sold out gold chicken bone necklaces that tower above all other Kentucky swag. Here’s how they boast about their wares:

We got together with our favorite Kentucky jewelry designer Meg C to create a beautiful line of “Kentucky Fried Chicken Bone Gold Necklaces”. That’s right, your dreams have now come true.

Thanks to Meg C and Kentucky for Kentucky, you can now wear a 14kt gold plated Kentucky Fried Chicken bone around your sexy neck. No joke, beautiful handcrafted gold necklaces made with real bones from a Kentucky Fried Chicken 8-piece chicken dinner. Boomtown.

 
Alright, I can’t say I approve of the use of “boomtown” here, but they’re right about the “your dreams have now come true” part. When something is this outwardly chic yet covertly trashtastic, I must have it. It took Meg C a month to complete all the coatings and treatments required to gold-plate a chicken bone, so I suggest she get cracking, stat. At $130 for the small model and $160 for the large, it costs a lot to look this cheap, but I will find the cash.

Maybe I could sell my bone marrow…
 

 
Via Lost at E Minor