Also, this RFID/Barcode box thing has been going on for a while now. Golf Digest has had it, and I doubt it's doing wonders for their renewal rates. #esquire
I know people love to lament how Esquire has worsened considerably since the "good old days" or whatever, but since I wasn't around for those and therefore have no basis for comparison (kind of like early SNL) I must say that month after month, I continue to find Esquire fanfreakintastic. Love the fiction, the "funny joke from a beautiful woman," the one-page celebrity interviews, pretty much any article by Tom Chiarella...all in all, I find it to be one of the most quality publications out there.
I realize none of that addresses the real subject of the post, but the reliance on technology to enhance a hard-copy publication makes me unspeakably sad. Especially since I don't own a webcam. #esquire
@DahlELama: I love Esquire as well. Why is it that "mens" magazines are so much more interesting than "womens" magazines? Oh yeah, because they recognize a world beyond romance and weight loss. #esquire
@DahlELama: I have to agree with you, for the most part. It's still my favorite magazine to read, but I think it has fallen off a bit from 2001-2003, when I could read it cover-to-cover as soon as it came.
As for the "glory days", get any book by George Lois, and you'll have your fill. It was good stuff, but you can only read so much old news. #esquire
@kepster: Discovering men's magazines in college was an utter revelation. Funny how none of them ever devote more than 2 pages to "How to Please Your Woman," "How to Lose 10 Pounds," or "437 Grooming Products You Need to Buy Right Now or You Will Become a Hideous Beast That No One Will Marry." Kind of makes you wonder what the content of women's magazines could be... #esquire
@Curatorial: As someone with three toothbrushes, I should note that they all clean differently. For maximum effect, you need to alternate.
I don't mean to sound so pretentious there (I'm not an early twentysomething, by God). Truthfully, this three-toothbrush thing come up only recently and quite by accident, but the discovery remains.
God, who wasn't utterly pretentious in college, in one way or another? -- Be it our hipsterish-ironic taste in music, our interest in French literary theory or our being fashionably and/or Romantically wasted, yes, we all possessed Max-like traits in some degree.
@i'm a bottle: I agree, I have sympathy for him. Young people are in the midst of finding themselves, they overdo it, they're pretentious but part of that is a desire to find what they stand for, often clumsily, pretentiously. So what? Should he be doing kegstands to escape mockery here? To fit in, and be boring and "normal" like a frat boy?
The more I think of it, Pareene's subject title is a bit cruel. Let the kid have his imagination.
@i'm a bottle: I would probably be careful about taunting him as well: I am the last one who wants to see a school shooting involving a set of fin de siècle British double bore shotguns with Floretian gold inlay accents and Colonial-era elephant rifles.
@cdmunch: But you admit you know what they are, which is more than i can say. I'm stuck with watching it on some skeezy webpage. I mean, i would be if i knew of such things. Yeah, that's what i mean.
A bit Lalibertèan. A strange dejà vu. But, let's do give the kid a break. At least he's not boorish and boring, and everyone has splashy photo-filled articles that they'll be mortified about later when they're adults, right? Looking at you, Tatler.
I had a funny smell in my room in college. I finally moved the bed and found The Scab. It wasn't a real scab, but a foot and a half long by foot wide spill of some sort of red juice and alcohol that had soured and attracted cigarettes and fuzz and an odd sock, a condom wrapper and other miscellaneous bits. I moved out shortly after that.
@kathotdog: My freshman year dorm room shared a wall with the bathroom on the floor, specifically the wall that encased the urinal plumbing. Two weeks shy of May finals there was a backup in said urinal, with the overflow seeping into my room. They moved me to a conveniently recently abandoned room across the hall shortly after that.
He's like a Bret Easton Ellis character come to life, the one who pines away for the straight hero, who bangs him on a drug fueled dare. I want the hipster grifter to come into his life and absolutely destroy him.
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I realize none of that addresses the real subject of the post, but the reliance on technology to enhance a hard-copy publication makes me unspeakably sad. Especially since I don't own a webcam. #esquire
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As for the "glory days", get any book by George Lois, and you'll have your fill. It was good stuff, but you can only read so much old news. #esquire
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with the caption "He keeps the bathroom caddy affixed to the mirror with suction cups."
Holy shit he's a visionary!
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I don't mean to sound so pretentious there (I'm not an early twentysomething, by God). Truthfully, this three-toothbrush thing come up only recently and quite by accident, but the discovery remains.
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The more I think of it, Pareene's subject title is a bit cruel. Let the kid have his imagination.
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I moved out shortly after that.
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