Bulking Up: There’s a pernicious rumor that we’ll see healthier, more human looking humans on Fashion Week’s runways. We’ll believe it when we see it. [Gawker]

Flying Tomato Targeted: Snowboarding, medal-winning, star-squiring ginger Shaun White added to Target’s collection. [DNRNews]

Boy’s Room: Shipley + Halmos have a great office, get good press, love Calexico’s burritos, fear the Superbowl. [Refinery29]

Say Cheese: A kinky look a Hedi Silmane’s photographic predilections. [Radar]

“Hipster Tilley”: Click for our endorsed candidate in the New Yorker’s Eustace Tilley Contest. [Flickr]

Vaseline Smiles: At last, the Miss America pageant is kinda, sorta sexy. [CNN]

Butt Out: Lighting up may threaten your sex life—in addition to other things. [Jamaica Gleaner]

Playing Doctor: As you already suspected, med students get more play than the average bear—mostly because they get to say, “Hey, I’m a med student.” [News.com.au]

“Who’s Neck Gets Cold Anyway”: Wearing a “polo neck” (trans.—turtle neck) could make you look smug and perhaps even glib. [Guardian UK]

The Big Sleep: Us Americans are such fatty fats that we need king-sized autopsy tables. [IHT]

Creative Direction: GQ’s beloved Style Guy settles in behind his new desk. “Mazeltov.” says us. [WWD]

All Points East: Our favorite fashion adventurers head to the distant, savage shores of Greenpoint. [Refinery29]

Mating Habits: While Petra Nemcova surprises no one by taking up with Sean Penn, Elle “The Body” Macpherson (born March 29, 1963), keeps us guessing by with a possible link to Julian Schnabel’s 21-year-old son. Insert joke about cougars and High-School daydreams here. [Style Dash]

Local Boys Big in Japan: Kempt faves Loden Dager preview their Uniqlo designs with a Tim Hamilton collection on the way. [Racked]

Puff’s Revenge: Mr. Combs will be sending Ms. Lopez Sean John baby clothes for her newly arrived twins. This is no way to treat the woman who helped you stash your piece from the cops. [Media Outrage]

Bidding War: Our guess; this is as close as you’ll get to getting under Kiera Knightly’s skirt. [Clothes Off Our Back]

Hush Puppies: Now that German police dogs have shoes, it will harder than ever to convince them that they’re not people. [AP]

Hold Your Breath: That Hedi Slimane/LVMH joint venture is looking more and more like a reality - knock on wood. [Thread Trend]

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Angela Lindvall Buck Naked: Get the (NSFW) picture? [Goldenfiddle]

We Can Relate: Kanye West is an under-appreciated fashion blogger, which, along with the beats, Benjamins and biddies, makes him exactly like us. [Gawker]

Extra Yards: Loser quarterback of the losing New England Patriots, Tom Brady to slip on briefs for money. Loser. [NYPost]

There Goes The Neighborhood: The Garment District is on deathwatch. Where oh where will we go for our $20 velour tracksuits? [Observer]

Resurfacing: SubMercer, the famed semi-secret bar under the Mercer Hotel, where a certain someone once practiced her poll dancing for a certain video, to open for friends and family. Invite us any time. [Timeout via The Moment]

Natty Dread: Coby Kennedy is just trying to do what he do. [NYMag]

From The Caravan to The Red Carpet: Colin Farrell does “traveller chic,” a definite diss in the Queen’s English. [Showbiz Ireland]

Emerging Economy: Despite having birthed a few billion souls, China is just now figuring out this whole sex thing. [Sun Times]

Always Bet on Black: Irony does not always redeem the white tuxedo. [The Independent]

Kerr-azy: Miranda Kerr still has a lot of work to do if she wants to win our hearts, but she’s off to a solid start. [Egotastic]

Watch Your Tongue: Commenting on men’s fashion without sounding like an ass is a tough tightrope walk—particularly when John Galliano is involved. [NYMag]

The Donald: There’s only one person on earth who thinks Trump Tower is one of the greater tourist attractions in our fair city, and he owns it. [The Moment]

Happy Anniversary: Visionaire and Lacoste team up for a very special birthday celebration. [Brandish]

How Much Organza is Too Much?: Any. [Gawker]

The Princess Bride: Kate Middleton may be shifting gears and starting a career as a fashion model—so there’s your good news for the day. [Daily India]

Mean Green Machine: Who says hybrids have to be slow? Not Shelby, that’s for sure. [Wired]

No Smoking: Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. Sometimes it’s a pointlessly complex electronic device. [Crave]

Kosher Ink: Seems you can still get buried in a Jewish cemetery even if you’re tattooed. Hide your “No Fear” brand from the world no longer. [NYTimes]

Downgrade: Miranda Kerr switches from Orlando Bloom to the greasy scuzz who first called Lindsay Lohan “firecrotch.” Meanwhile, you are charming, polite, fresh-scrubbed, thin and alone. [Popcrunch]

User Friendly: Man, that Mac guy gets all the starlets—all the starlets. [D-Listed]

Lady Law: Señor ACL picks his favorite men’s style rules set down by Consuelo Castiglioni of Mari. [A Continuous Lean]

Going Both Ways: See, you can become the womenswear model you always wanted to be. Dreams do come true. [Jezebel]

Topping Out: British mom-and-pop store, Topshop, continues to roll out the goods. [The Pipeline]