“I put my pants on one leg at a time.” Are these the words of a nice, normal guy assuring you that he is, in fact, nice and normal? Or are they a taunt? A malicious gesture from some overly pants-assured dude? Because these days, putting on pants—however many legs at a time—seems more complicated than ever. Should they be straight fit? Baggy? Bootcut? Barrel-legged? There are so many options, it’s overwhelming. That’s where we come in. Our deep dive into how your pants should fit doesn’t buy into trends or veer into extremes. It’s just a nice, normal guide to getting dressed in a word of trouser-y overabundance. Read it. Digest the info. Then you, too, can put your pants on with confidence. And, probably, one leg at a time.
– Jonathan Evans, style director
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It's never been more confusing. Here's how to shop for jeans, chinos, and trousers.
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There’s never been a better time to be a pants-wearing human being. From a sheer selection standpoint, the current era is without rival. Whatever you’re pulling on, a cornucopia of fits and finishes awaits you. Options truly abound.
But abundance is a double-edged sword. The other day, I was talking to the head of men’s fashion at a major American department store, and he let me in on a secret: Men aren’t buying pants. They buy knits and jackets and sneakers—but nothing for their legs. The reason, I suppose, is that the volume of choices can leave some folks feeling confused. Paralyzed, even. Call it the tyranny of choice. You’d have to be some kind of borderline-obsessive pants enthusiast to come close to exploring all the stuff on the market.
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The first time I made a woman orgasm from nipple stimulation alone, I remember thinking, Wait, I might actually be good at this. It was 2019. She was a gorgeous woman a few years older than me, visiting from out of town, who’d found my Reddit profile. We were both married and playing discreetly, which made everything feel strangely equal.
There was no penetration. Nothing beyond what I felt prepared for. Just breast worship—exactly what I’d been searching for. Up to that point, anything I’d done with breasts had been quick, perfunctory foreplay on the way to intercourse. But this woman wanted me to stay there. She stretched out on the bed and let me take my time. I cupped her breasts, brushed my thumbs over her nipples, closed my mouth around one, and pulled gently until her breath hitched. She was more sensitive than anyone I’d ever touched. When I alternated teasing with firmer pressure, her body arched, and she gripped the sheets. She came multiple times. When she finally pulled me up and asked me to finish on her chest, I left the room feeling something I hadn’t felt in more than a decade: capable.
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Close your eyes and imagine the quintessential tool watch. Something rugged, handsome, built with purpose. Have you got it in your head yet? If you’re anything like a massive portion of the watch-buying populace, you’re probably thinking of a diver. Something steely and sporty, with a highly legible dial, unidirectional rotating bezel, and impressive water resistance. Something that would look good with a wetsuit but also, you know, a suit suit. Something that looks a whole lot like a Rolex Submariner, or maybe a Blancpain Fifty Fathoms.
Ever since the middle of the 20th century, when the first commercially viable dive watches hit the market in the midst of a post-war scuba boom, the style has been a hit with serious aquatic adventurers and landlubbers alike. And though the iconic designs of that era may cost ten grand or more these days, you can get a pretty stellar dive watch for way less. Like, 95 percent-less. You just need to find one that delivers genuine quality along with the right aesthetic.
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