Space Case: Once, we were grown men who watched football and Westerns. Then, Sci-Fi fox Tricia Helfer snared us her Tholian web of leggyness.[OhNoTheyDidn’t]

Shields Up: In related news, Spock goes down hard. [The Observer]

Picking Numbers: Cathy Horyn starts off her morning congratulating her friends at 6267 on their new post as chief designers at Gianfranco Ferre, has a glass of red wine before lunch to celebrate, gets all moist about Scorsese. [NYTimes]

Crimes and Misdemeanors: Forget Beckham, marketing guru and American Apparel founder Dov Charney knows that no one can sell more underwear than Woody Allen. Too bad he didn’t ask permission first. [Radar]

New Kid on The Block: Given the criteria, we most likely qualify as “Lad Nouveau.” Call us that on the street and… well, let’s just say you’d better have good insurance. [Times UK]

“Well-Dressed Rebels”: ACL breaks down the stars of April GQ. [A Continuous Lean]

Better Than a Card: Earnest Sewn will be offering discount tattoos for Mothers Day. How come you never see moms sporting “Son” tats? [Paper]

Our Hero: Graydon Carter must know that Kristen Bell, all 5’1” of her, is never far from our hearts. [Vanity Fair]

Music From Big Pink: We grew up listening to The Band. Now a generation of musicians are growing up dressing like them. [WeAreTheMarket]

Fit for a King: His Royal Highness The Prince Charles Philip Arthur George, Prince of Wales and Earl of Chester, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rothesay, Earl of blah, blah, blah unveils his new collection of posh men’s accessories. [Men.Style]

Lifetime Contract: “Project Runway” jumps from the cosy, omnisexual stable of Bravo to the gilded henhouse of The Lifetime channel - meaning you’ll have to lie twice as hard about watching it. [NYMag]

Game Design: In utterly predicable news, iPod addict Karl Lagerfeld lends his voice to Grand Theft Auto IV. [WWD]

Frat Brothers: Like any other bored jock in the City, the Manning boys have nothing better to do with their time than hang out at Brother Jimmy’s and play Buck Hunter. Losers. [NYPost]

Il Bue Che Dice Cornuto All’asino: Italy bans Tom Ford ad because of their long tradition of high-minded, unporny public discourse. [Radar]

The Distinguished Gentleman From Milan: In related news, Santo Versace, business manager of the family label, has joined Italy’s Parliment. [WWD, 2nd item]

“Masturbation Cuts Cancer Risk”: Well, in that case, maybe we’ll try it some time. [BBC]

Slip Ons: Socks for men without shoes. [Men’s Vogue]

Ripped From the Headlines: Our very own Jared Paul Stern is set to be detonated in effigy in an upcoming episode of “Law & Order.” We couldn’t be more proud. Also, Chung-chung. [NY Daily News]

Ring of Fire: Like a ribbon ‘round your finger, this accessory will remind you of appointments or anniversaries or burn you in the process. [Uncrate]

Beggars and Choosers: A probing piece about the difficulties of funding and presenting at Fashion Week. [Papierdoll]

Monroe Doctrine: The Marilyn sex-tape fantasy goes “pop” in 1,460 words. [Defamer]

Members Only: A jacket checklist for these windbreaker months. [Refinery29]

The Great Pants War: Two competing revolutionaries, Bonobos and Cordarounds, square off against the “Soviet Bloc” of vertical corduroy with the introduction a horizontal variation on the classic fabric. Watch out for the crossfire. [VanityFair.com]

The Long Haul: Back off you vultures. Giorgio Armani ain’t going nowhere. [WWD, 2nd item]

Russian Male-Order Bride: Iron-fisted autocrat beloved legally elected Federation President Vladimir Putin tries his best to emulate Nicolas Sarkozy’s recent marital success. Fails. [Gawker]

Wigging Out: Unofficial Kempt mascot Rachel Bilson plays blonde for a day. [Egotastic]

Loop de Loop: Harajuku t-shirt maker does it oldschool. [PSFK]

More Celebrity Stink: James Franco, who we actually like, will be the face for Gucci’s latest scent. [Luxist]

Boob Tube: Because he hasn’t reached complete market saturation, Tommy Hilfiger will soon have his own TV channel. [DNRNews]

Madras Explosion: Ahh! Our eyes! Our eyes! [A Suitable Wardrobe]

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]

There aren’t many trustworthy faces left on television, and it looks like there is now one less.

One of the few newsmen on TV who managed to be trustworthy, genuinely informative and a true Washington insider, Russert handled himself with style and class through a number of trying situations, most recently the Judith Miller scandal. A consummate professional, he projected dignity and calm even when his surroundings suggested the opposite.

A more thorough obit can be found here.

Bam! Whack! Pow!: Is there any doubt that Ali Larter is the strongest hero of the Heroes? [Hollywood Tuna]

Shorts and Records?: Well we’re sold. [The Pipeline]

Armani Calls Italians “Slovenly”: Good thing he’s never run into any Americans. [NYMag]

Cutting-Room Floor: A dandy little vid takes us inside a storied Brooklyn tailor’s workspace. [Men.Style]

Crocodile Rock: Or is it an alligator? Whichever, Hint gets in good with Lacoste’s chairman. [Hint]

Nice Weave: Speaking of Lacoste, here’s some tips on polo shirt shopping. Just keep your collar down. [Off The Cuff]

Like a Prune: Wrinkles are not always to be ironed out. [Style Salvage]

Diddy of the Board: Sean Combs says he takes his style inspiration from Frank Sinatra. This breaks our heart a little. [New Kerala]

Who?: No, we don’t know who Emma Rigby is either, but we’ve got one foot out the door and we’d rather just sit back and look than factcheck this one. [Newstoob]

Second Hand: Okay, who’s gonna break in our A.P.C. pre-worn jeans? [Racked]

Upholstery: Yes, these suits look like couches. Yes, they’re hype. [Cup of Jo]

Mimes Against Herpes: You read that right, mimes against herpes. [Animal]

Paris, Je T’aime: New York Magazine’s Paris Fashion Week slideshow is worth a full viewing. [NYMag]

Kapow!: A manly manly guide to the manly manly pursuit of blowing things up for this manly holiday. [Art of Manliness]

TV on DVD has always been a mixed blessing—we’re looking at you, 24—but when it comes to foreign shows, DVD can be the difference between a pop culture touchstone and a pop culture footnote. For instance…

Edgar Wright and Simon Pegg’s seminal BBC sitcom Spaced is finally getting DVD treatment after a long stay in legal limbo. Pegg’s better known for his recent pop culture-saturated movies Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz, but his lovingly referential style started here. And the show’s list of fans is impressive, with Quentin Tarantino, Patton Oswald, Diablo Cody and Matt Stone (of South Park) all stopping by to provide a commentary track.

As for how they saw it so early…they must have British friends with VCRs.