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Doc Said I Had a Bad Case of MotoGP. I Said Go To Hell Doc.
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I now present to you the newest trend in facial hair: The Flower Beard. The ultimate statement of sheer manhood and the perfect symbol of peace, love and femininity, come together to disinter the true essence of hipster culture: to juxtapose. If you know New York, it’s common knowledge that the Lower East Side’s, Max Fish, is the best of the best […]
We plan on hiking the Rincon Trail to Salmon Creek, the Packsaddle Cave Trail to Packsaddle Cave, want to revel in the wainscoted supper-club schmaltz of the Paradise Cove Lodge as we munch prime rib and guzzle Old-Fashioneds from heavy-duty Slovenian glassware. We want to float the Kern River with a couple pints of Kern River Brewing Co. sloshing around […]
Hashtag your selfies with #TheSelfieIssue and tag Flaunt magazine on Twitter, Tumblr, and Instagram this week. Then, check back on Monday, August 4th: We’ll shout-out our 10 favorite submissions here on Flaunt.com—the top three will be sent a copy of The Selfie Issue.
My friend, artist Mary Bond, is an incredibly fascinating person. They (Mary generally uses gender-neutral pronouns) like to take selfies—a lot of selfies. Our friendship started on Facebook, and through “liking” and commenting on the ones that they have uploaded, I feel as if I’ve gotten to know them, despite the fact that I haven’t yet met Mary in person. […]
Behind the glass partitions of an incognito building on a side street off Avenue Jean Lolive in northeastern Paris, leather craftsmen cut pelts into the first components for all Hermès handbags—mounts of light brown, camel, and dark green uncut full-sized pelts are neatly stacked side-by-side on top of a long rolling cart posited just a few steps from the reception […]
1. Hank is in China all this year. I don’t think I am permitted to say more than that. Recently he emailed to wish me a happy Chinese New Year, reminding me that our friend Jon Cook, who died in 2013, had once written a song called “I Turned Sixteen In The Year Of The Dragon.” Cook turned 15 in […]