Americans, particularly the famous ones who have a proclivity for launching a new brand every week, are in love with tequila. Year after year, the category continues to grow. New data suggests that agave spirits overall will outpace American whiskey in terms of sales for the first time this year and, as hard as it is to believe, overtake vodka in the next few years. There are a variety of brands on this list, including many that use more traditional methods and some that are more modern (and yes, there are a few that have additives). We couldn't include every celebrity brand, because there are just too many—George Clooney's Casamigos, which he sold to Diageo for close to a billion dollars in 2017, didn't make the cut, and neither did The Rock's Teremana or Kendall Jenner's 818. Ultimately, regardless of whether a brick oven, autoclave, or diffuser was used to make the tequila, it's all about taste. So here are some of the best tequila brands on the market, along with some newer entries into the tequila world that are worth checking out. |
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There's an argument to be made that waxed cotton jackets are no longer necessary. There are, after all, plenty of ways to keep yourself dry when the sky splits open. Plus, stuff like Gore-Tex usually comes with less weight, maintenance demands, and general persnicketiness than waxed cotton. The rational thing to do, this argument claims, is ditch the old-school stuff and move along. Dead f****' wrong. Because you don't buy a waxed cotton jacket just to keep out the rain. You buy it because you want something that will age to well-worn perfection, developing a patina that's just as personal as anything you could get from a great pair of jeans or leather boots. If it keeps you warm and dry along the way, hey, all the better. But this is an investment that's based in feeling as much as function. And if you're going to invest in just one waxed cotton jacket, it should be the Beaufort, by Barbour. Here's why. |
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The past ten weeks have been a hell of a journey for Severance fans. After its first season nabbed fourteen Emmy nominations, audiences waited three years to see what followed the finale's cliff-hanger, which shattered the streaming-verse. Turns out, it was a sophomore season that's even better than the first. And now that the season 2 finale, titled "Cold Harbor," is out in the world, well, the Lumon loyalists now have another nuclear cliff-hanger to come to terms with. Outie Mark rescues Gemma, only to have his Innie leave her outside the severed floor and choose Helly instead. After watching "Cold Harbor," I can't stop thinking about the writing. Well, who holds the sole writing credit on this episode? The Severance creator himself: Dan Erickson. I managed to grab some time with the 41-year-old screenwriter and producer on his big finale week. Sorry Redditors, we didn't go theory by theory or plot out the entire course of season 3. I wanted to dig into his thinking behind some of the finale's set-pieces—the ones you'd truly need an imagination like his to even think of. I know you're still reeling from Mark's decision, so without further ado: This is how Erickson wrote the season 2 finale of Severance, in his own words. |
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The 40s are a consequential decade for a man. If you're lucky, your life is only half finished. The previous decades were prologue. You've earned a measure of gravitas, but these are the years when everything really starts to matter—your job, your family, your health. This is the age at which people will always remember you, as if frozen in amber. So you'd better look your best. Remember: There is power in being in your 40s. Your body may have changed in the past decade, but so too have your budget and your confidence. This is the era in which you buy nice clothes that make you look good. It should be the best you've ever dressed. |
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Why Is Everyone Reading Lonesome Dove, an 858-page Western From 1985? |
In early January, I was driving in suburban New Jersey when I spotted a small bookstore and quickly parked the car. "What's going on?" My wife asked. "I want to see if they have Lonesome Dove," I told her. "I'm dying to read it." My declaration took her by surprise. "That's a western, right?" Yes, it is, and I had never shown an interest in the western genre. I couldn't tell her why I needed to read Larry McMurtry's Pulitzer-Prize winning novel from 1985, other than to proclaim, "It's a modern classic!" The tiny book shop had one copy, which I snatched up and finished in two weeks. My one-sentence review: It's among the best books I've ever read, and despite being 858 pages, I didn't want it to end. |
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Because my mind is in the past (the mid-eighties) and in the gutter (the porn biz) for reasons that will become clear, I've spent a lot of time thinking about the September 1984 issue of Penthouse. How to convey the magnitude of the frenzy? Maybe this does it. Peter Bloch, Penthouse's then-executive editor: "It was the best-selling issue of Penthouse of all time. Hands down. A complete sellout in, like, two days. You couldn't get a copy. So there were guys paying—and this is something I saw with my own eyes—a dollar for a peek. A peek!" Or this. Richard Bleiweiss, Penthouse's then-art director: "The thing about this issue is, it became the biggest news story in the world. Somebody in the press got an advance copy, and released it to the New York Post or the Daily News, one of those, the same exact day that Walter Mondale announced he was picking Geraldine Ferraro as his running mate. The front page of that paper was our story. The most important news in the history of our country, having a woman vice presidential nominee, was overshadowed by the fact that we had… well, that we had what we had." |
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