“More Paul Glaser Than David Soul”: Critics drop “Starsky and Hutch” references as Italians channel the 70s yet again. [Telegraph UK]

Croc Hunters: According to the Japanese government, Crocs are unsafe—thus are last year’s Uggs stripped of their singular redeeming value. [Mindblogging Stuff]

Hissy Fits: Dudes, chill—Men’s Vogue is more of a corporate hobby than a real mag anyways. [Daily News]

We Like Girls Who Wear Abercrombie & Fitch: Apropos of nothing, fun-loving, sepia-toned nudity. [Style Dash]

Suicide Blonde: Amy Winehouse and peroxide—it was only a matter of time. [Hating It Magazine]

Ciao!: Pitti Uomo coverage worth running through Bablefish. [PittiBlog]

In The Trenches: Izzy brings this cropped, high-collar number to our attention. [Manolo for The Men]

Pop In: Racked checks Trovata’s back room at Ernest Sewn. [Racked]

The Quiet One: Seems George Harrison liked to dress up in his old Beatles costumes—well, come on, wouldn’t you? [Thaindian News]

In Vest: Gawker learns what we’ve known all along—David Coleman is making it safe for men to wear clothes. This week, he introduces us to this new “vest” thing. [Gawker]

Deal Alert: Tim Hamilton sample sale begins Saturday. [Marc & Dolce]

Passing Showers: Maybe Vincent Gallo and Terry Richardson can “make it rain”—but nothing, nothing could ever wash them clean. [Hypebeast]

Roger, Wilco, Out: StyleDash thinks Jeff Tweedy needs a style intervention due to his SNL appearance in a nudie suit. Similarly, we think Style Dash needs a music intervention due to their apparent ignorance of the Flying Burrito Brothers (video). [StyleDash]

Team Colors: An interview with sideline style leader and coach of the 5-and-11 49ers, Mike Nolan. [HuffPo]

Housing Futures: Figuring that all the collapsing real estate market needs is a fresh blazer, “Fashion Futurist Geoffrey Beane” (say whaa?) is teaming up with Century 21 (not the store) to redesign their iconic gold jacket. [Business Wire]

For Absolute Beginners: Buying into Mod style. [ModCulture via Retro to Go]

Best Men: Engineered Garments brings home the inaugural GQ/CFDA Best New Menswear Designers in America award (oh, and $50,000). [Men.Style]

Leading Lights: Luring men toward a new shaving cream is much like luring mosquitos to a high-voltage death. [NYTimes]

Historical Threads: Classic American style parsed. [A Continuous Lean]

It’s Not Easy Being Green: Kermit the Frog gets his slimy, webbed hands on Terry Richardson—or is that the other way around? [Skidknee]

Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.

In our first five months of MOTHs we’ve witnessed some significant sartorial transformations—see Hanks, Tom—but none so dramatic as today’s honoree, Terry Richardson, the photographer who’s pioneered a sort of nouveau-perv aesthetic. Richardson, son of famed fashion photographer Bob Richardson, lensed fellow MOTH Tom Ford’s controversial new ad campaign. Richardson has long favored a uniform of grungey plaid flannel shirts, thermal underwear and well-worn tees.

But the Natural History Museum’s Ball saw another side of Mr. Richardson»

LeBron Shoots: King James takes his career—and Tom Brady’s girl—in his hands by posing next to Gisele “Game Killer” Bundchen on the cover of Vogue. [NYMag]

Land War: Join the fight as Diesel and Tommy Hilfiger battle for control of Manhattan in a Fifth Avenue cage match to the death. [Antara and DNRNews]

Girls Dressing Boys: Liz Claiborne and Donna Karen International are teaming up on a new DKNY line. Neither Donna or Liz will be involved as they are retired and dead - respectively of course. [Reuters]

Fashion Capital: The fashion industry is already chasing after New York’s awesomely non-disgraced new Governor. [DNRNews]

Spank Rock: An Irish “Sperm for Tickets” scheme gets way out of hand. Sorry about that. [NME via Radar]

Paris, je t’aime: Next time you’re strolling by the Seine, pop into the stunning April 77 store. [Refinery 29]

Say, “Cheese!”: Jackass and Terry Richardson—a match made in chucklehead heaven. [High Snobiety]

Waif Wedding: 33-year-old single mother Kate Moss bucks the statistics by declaring her upcoming nuptials. [Jezebel]

The New Demure: Vanity Fair spoofers photoshop the new polygamist-child-abusing chic onto Hollywood’s most desired ingenues. [Vanityfair.com]

Heavy Metal: The most exciting thing to come out of Australia Fashion week might be the illegal use of military assets. [Sydney Morning Herald]

Office Space: ACL visits the busy laboratory of Alexander Olch. [A Continuous Lean]

Drop Them Drawers: Remember, kids, tomorrow is “No Pants Day.” [Laughing Squid]

The Great White North: The Canadian Olympic team’s official gear is designed to combat smog and good taste. [Globe Sports]

Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.

The trademark leer, the thumbs up, her rather addled expression - we have to ask: is the prince of pervy photogs getting his hooks into Top Chef temptress Padma Lakshmi? We spotted the unlikely pair looking cozy at Interview magazine’s party celebrating the soon-to-be-extinct Polaroid at Delicatessen the other night.

More on Terry and Padma»

David LaChapelle has done a lot—from a very respectable MTV catalog to a long, long history taking pictures of beautiful women—but this is the first time he’s turned his attention to a liquor bottle.

The bottle in question is Remy Martin’s V.S.O.P., a cognac aimed at the nightlife crowd, so it makes sense that they turned to Jazz Age icon Josephine Baker for inspiration. The overall effect may be more Miami than Paris, but we aren’t complaining. In fact, we like the way this trend is headed. Before too long, we’ll be seeing Takashi Murakami’s take on a Sapporo can and Belvedere bottles decorated with Terry Richardson’s nudes.

We can’t wait.

Obama & Terry Richardson: Is that a campaign lawn stick or are you just happy to support me? [Kanye West’s Blog]

It Speaks: While we’d always imagined rings of fire, a crafty blogger reveals that when Anna Wintour opens her mouth it’s just a standard question-me-and-die British accent. [TheCut]

G Crew: The Gentlemen’s Quarterly toppers picked like well-dressed vultures through J. Crew’s fall offerings, comprising their favorite three looks for you to snatch up. [J Crew]

The Outer Gentleman: Head Porter adds a sophisticated touch to active gear for the sportier man. Fall ’08 features totes, wallets, key holders and camera bags in durable fabrics with a gingham print. [Hypebeast]

Calendar Girls: Terry Richardson’s Vuitton-sponsored French Vogue calendar is as delightfully pervy as we knew it would be. [Fashionologie]

A Bad, Bad Thing: Esquire’s runs down the worst gifts of the year, inexplicably skipping the new T-Pain album. [Esquire]

Future’s So Bright: Oliver Peoples’ new sunglasses will come in handy when Daylight Savings Time ends and we start seeing the sun again. [acquire]

Every Part of the Buffalo: The Jezebel girls fry up some balls. Normally we’d joke about it, but we’re still recovering from the video. [Jezebel]

Style has moved fast enough for long enough that no designer would have trouble making an outfit to perfectly signify 1983, 1974, or 1962. In fact, more than a few designers have contented themselves to do just that. The technology of photography has been moving just as fast, but while fashion has been dealing in nostalgia for upwards of 30 years, the photographers are just starting to catch on.

Here’s a hint: iPhones are involved»

Wild Combination: Helena Christensen, Chuck Bass, Terry Richardson, and Harper’s Bazaar: everybody wins. Even the ladymags get one right occasionally. [Jezebel]

Going Public: Apparently the collapse of the publishing industry is going to involve a lot of micro-wale corduroy suits. [Vulture]

The Grand Design: Beverly Hills’ favorite architect finally gets the star treatment, via a profile in Vanity Fair. [Vanity Fair]

Retail Therapy: It’s getting so bad out there that Madison Avenue’s infamously snooty shops are being forced into (gasp!) politeness. [NYTimes]

Dirty Young Man: Terry Richardson does a watch spread for Vogue Homme International…but we did not notice the watches. [FashionIndie]

On the Record: The Steel Closet tracks down the Men’s Fashion Director of Saks Fifth Avenue for a chat about spring collections and fashion during the downturn. [The Steel Closet]

Ecko Chamber: Marc Ecko may be the next big designer to fall victim to hard times. Also, in retrospect, everyone agrees the sequined Star Wars tees were just asking for it. [The Cut]

Wild Thing: The new Where the Wild Things Are trailer is officially one of our favorite things. [TakePart]

Terrytown: Terry Richardson teams up with the Pirelli calendar, and this is the closest to SFW he comes. [Hypebeast]

A Verdant Glenn: The embattled style guy empties his notebook with characteristic unflappability, unearthing gems like “Rhythm shook me like a thermometer.” Shine on, you grizzled diamond. [Men.Style]

Brass Balls: Transformers 2 might be a bit more anatomically correct than is strictly appropriate. [Gawker]

Darkness on the Edge of Town: The L.A. outskirts gets a new boutique. [CoolHunting]

Bad Influence: We can’t help but think that Terry Richardson is a bad influence on the Olsens. [Olsens Anonymous]

Graphic Imagery: A Liechtenstein-biting Forever 21 shirt inspires a sprawling discourse. [ThisRecording]

Pop Goes the Weasel: Men’s Health suggests popcorn as the next natural sex aid. We believe last month it was avocado. [Grub Street]

Part of the Crew: J. Crew’s online shop is currently 50% off, making it the best chance at seersucker shorts you’ll get all summer. [The Choosy Beggar]

Home Again, Home Again: Terry Richardson takes Sean Lennon into seriously Freudian territory. [Refinery29]

Grilled: Google starts tracking the value of luxury goods like jewels, precious metals, and unusually good coffee. [GoogleBlog]

Under the Mattress: You asked for a wallet made from a mattress…and the internet delivered. [JoshSpear]

Out of Your League: Talking to attractive women may render you temporarily less intelligent. In other news, talking to unintelligent women may render you temporarily more well-read. [Neatorama]

Poultry Farming: We cannot begin to tell you what is going on here. [Fashion Copious]

Rags and Patches: Glenn O’Brien is not pleased with Bono’s choice of jacket. [GQ]

Suit Up: WWD counts down the suit’s best moments on screen. We won’t dispute Wall Street, but Miami Vice might be more controversial than they think. [WWD]

In Retrospect, This Was Inevitable: Terry Richardson has his own, semi-NSFW action figure. [Colette]

Mark Your Calendars: The latest Terry Richardson-lensed Pirelli Calendar just went out through the mail—but unless you’re a subscriber, you’ll have to make do with teaser shots like this one. [Fashion Copious]

The Big Thirteen: Esky gets its MacArthur on, naming thirteen renegades currently changing the world. [Esquire]

Bad Lieutenant! Bad!: Werner Herzog talks about coaxing the crazy out of Nicolas Cage for the upcoming Bad Lieutenant. We’re a little excited, if you couldn’t tell. [Movieline]

We’re All Cousins, Aren’t We?: Vampire Weekend’s latest single is actually kind of badass. [BlackBook]

Cheesecake Photos Want to be Free: More embargoed shots from Terry Richardson’s Pirelli calendar. [BlackBook]

Sale-Ing: In the face of Black Friday, Gargyle is offering 25% off their stock when you use the checkout code “Uno.” Good to know. [The Choosy Beggar]

Hall of Fame Material: Apparently James Cameron has a HMFIC ballcap. Also, his wallet says “Bad Motherfucker.” [Vulture]

It’s Inflation: Would you like an electric Rolls Royce Phantom? Do you have half a million dollars? Where are you going? [Gizmodo]