American Apparel

She Was a Young American: Come for the impassioned defense of American Apparel mastermind Dov Charney. Stay for the sexpolitative photography. [Radar]

Fancy a Game of Footy?: Solid unisex, yes unisex, kicks from Jonathan Saunders and Goa. [JC Report]

Francophila: French women - now more sexual than ever. C’est Magnifique! [Time]

Changing Seasons: In Spring, a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of seersucker. [A Suitable Wardrobe]

Our Girl Friday: It’s been a long workweek. Don’t you think you deserve two minutes of Rachel Bilson being impossibly cute? [Nylon]

Sex Change: The TMagazine site has switched over from women’s fashions and a shot of Natalie Portman to a George Clooney pic and menswear stores, which is pretty much an even trade. [The Moment]

Unintelligent Design: A sartorial history of the cinematic caveman. [The Globe and Mail]

Caught Red Handed: Pikey Colin Farrell tried to steal someone else’s model girlfriend because, hey, why not? [NYPost]

Courtly Love: Our favorite low-tops ever go back to their roots. [Hypebeast]

Public School

Fall Semester: Catch a preview of Public School’s latest collection. [We Are The Market]

Strong Suit: Local fave Steven Alan tailors up a storm. [UrbanDaddy]

Same Old Song and Dance: Popular ##### and tabloid target ##### ##### has just penned a deal with ##### to market his/her signature fashion line “#####.” We couldn’t give a #####. [WWD]

Acid Wash: Look, if Matt Damon really wants to wear a trucker tux then back off and let the guy wear a trucker tux—unless you want he should crush your neck with a book. He can do that. [A Socialite’s Life]

Something in The Way: Given that the only part of Kurt Cobain the cameras captured on April 5th, 1994 was his One-Star-clad leg, we can’t help but think this new Converse collection is in very poor taste. No joke. [The Daily Swarm]

The Talented Mr. Minghella: In more depressing/Matt Damon related news, Anthony Minghella—the creator of some of the most sartorially precise movies of the 90s and all-around solid guy—passed on yesterday at the young age of 54. [NYTimes]

Contain Yourselves: “Shapewear” and “waist eliminators” are the new buzzwords for the “festively plump.” [WSJ]

Duty Free: Paul Smith takes off at Heathrow, unlike some. [Vogue UK]

Rabbit, Run: Furry chic makes its unsettling debut at Tokyo Fashion Week. [Boing Boing]

“Composition with Yellow, Blue, and Red”: Nike goes all Neo-plasticist on us with the Piet Mondrian Dunk Lows. [NikeSB.org]

Goose Steps: The Cut hashes out this whole Adidas-Puma-Third-Reich thing. [NYMag]

Repeat Performance: Daniel Craig, star of Lara Croft: Tomb Raider and some other stuff, wins GQ’s best-dressed award for the second year straight. [Vogue UK]

Signing Out: Portfolio’s fashion blogger Lauren Goldstein Crowe waves a “Peace the Fork Out” to the rest of the linkable world. [Portfolio]

Pig-malion: The classiest classy guy in the world of high class wants to play Henry Higgins to Ashley “The Governator” Dupré’s Eliza Doolittle, though we suspect she’s already had her elocution lessons if you know what we mean. No? Us either. [NY Daily News]

Big Top: David Coleman snuggles up to our favorite dandy fabulist and his long, thick hat. [NYTimes]

Jessica Biel Carrying Justin Timberlake’s Lovespawn: Surprisingly, we approve. [Egotastic]

Duffer Droid: The worst part about a Robo Caddy? No course tips. The best part about a Robo Caddy? No cash tips. [Complex]

Natalie Portman Regrets Sex Scene: We, however, do not. [MTV]

Best Foot Forward: Armani creates Chelsea’s off-pitch suits for the Champions League final. We’re not really sure what that means, being American and all, but it sounds good. [Vogue UK]

Dressing the Part: Underneath this whole Mac vs. PC business lies an entirely different conflict: Steven Alan vs. Band of Outsiders. [A Continuous Lean]

Vrrrrom!: Battlestar Galatica’s Grace Park drives us a little crazy. [Egotastic]

Short Suit: Don’t, okay? Just don’t. [TelegraphUK]

For the Boys: Hermès to open men’s only shop in our fair city. [DNR]

“What Makes Brad Pitt’s Shirt Style So Great?”: Maybe because he’s Brad Pitt? Just putting that out there. [Tailor in Style]

Bang for Your Buck: It’s a good time to be a cheap ass. [NYTimes]

Hat Head: Tips for capping your big, fat noggin. [Art of Manliness]

Today sees the Blu-ray rerelease of the Dirty Harry series. As with most series, the law of diminishing returns sets in pretty quickly—and the less said about Slash’s cameo in The Dead Pool, the better—but the first movie hasn’t lost any of its iconic magic. The trick was the timing: Harry took the free-floating animosity of the era, put a right-wing twist on 60s anti-establishment sentiments, and wrapped it all in a tweed blazer. With elbow patches»

Same Ol’, Same Ol’: Another day, another photospread of Gisele Bundchen looking so impossibly hot. It’s almost boring at this point. Wait. This one’s got video? Nevermind then. [GQ]

Under Lock and Key: Fashionable alternatives to that old carabiner you picked up durning your “crunchy granola” phase freshman year. [A Continuous Lean]

Dude Looks Like a Lady: Liv Tyler seems to be embarrassed about the wardrobe of her biological father, Steven Tyler of Aerosmith. Some ladies have got no taste. [Contact Music]

Bat Suit: Christian Bale will be rocking Armani in the Dark Knight movie. We always figured Bruce Wayne was more partial to English cuts, but okay. [Brandish]

Call Me: Speaking of Armani and movies, seems Giorgio and Richard Gere made each other’s careers. [The Moment]

Silk Shortage: The dressing gown is dead. The end is nigh! [A Suitable Wardrobe]

Cor Blimey!: Our favorite hero, Kristen Bell, livens up the pages of British FHM. [Hollywood Rag]

Out of the Gutter: Tom Ford manages to get through an interview without talking about penises or shooting an inappropriate ad. [Wallpaper]

Best of Both Worlds: These kicks are part sneaker, part boot—all color. [The Pipeline]

Dag Nabbit: So the new Penelope Cruz/Scarlett Johansson Woody Allen film won’t be two hours of lesbian kissing. We’re still going though. [Gawker]

Scott’s Picks: The Sartorialist’s guide to doing it right. [Brandish]

What Smells?: Joshua David Stein gets a rubdown courtesy of Unilever. No evidence of the “Axe Effect” reported. [The Moment]

As more than one rapper has memorably commented, haters are everywhere. Eventually, they were bound to get around to Warren Beatty.

A recent Entertainment Weekly post took aim at the actor’s AFI nomination, charging Beatty with a thin filmography and a late career full of clunkers. We’re not going to defend Ishtar—although some have—but judging Beatty by that standard is like judging Michael Caine by The Muppet Christmas Carol. Let’s remember the good times, shall we?

Defending Mr. Beatty from the haters»

We’re already more than hyped for Quantum of Solace, the new Bond film due in November, but before now we were relying on a teaser trailer and a few posters, which didn’t reveal much more than our protagonist’s preference for lightweight fabrics and heavyweight weaponry. Until now, that is.

The newly released trailer gives us a closer look at the sequel, a closer look at new Bond girl Gemma Arterton, and a glimpse at the surprising direction our favorite secret agent is heading. Apparently one place he’s heading is towards sequential plots; this one picks up right at the end of Casino Royale, with a heartbroken Bond out for vengeance. Unlike Connery’s Bond—whose relationship towards his companions was somewhat more casual—this Bond is shaping up to be mopey, vengeful and more than a little emo.

Not that we’re judging. We’d find Eva Green pretty hard to get over too.

See the trailer here»