Oct 28, 2010
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Demolish Mount Rushmore, I say.
And build a new monument.
Carve these heads in stone.
Cut a new day and age.
Form our future.
Chisel history.
For the children.
The history of my internet.
The heroes of my youth.
The visionaries of our time.
Sully Sullenberger.
Impossible was nothing.
Cool was everything.
Combing archives with dexterous fingers.
An artist and model.
He wrote the preamble.
“We the bloggers.”
Thor.
God of thunder.
Hammer of justice.
In The Closet made me who I am today.
He and Pesko.
Were Lewis and Clark.
B-Real.
Plantationwear master.
Southern SoHo charm.
Recognized for his contributions to GQ.
And Gilt.
I once ate free BBQ in his store.
J. Diesel, behind the lens.
A genius.
A visionary.
The information superhighway’s own renaissance man.
Test Shots stacked in the Library of Congress.
He had the best haters.
Camo boatshoes changed the game.
Papa Willliams, there in spirit.
Style historian.
Menswear cartographer.
Americana anthropologist.
Documenting our people’s rise.
And subsequent fall.
In the Smithsonian.
His kodachromes still reside.
These men.
Reviled by some.
Imitated by many.
Unmatched by any.
Honored by all.
3 Details Blog Awards nominations amongst them.
These men.
Forefathers.
Godfathers.
Defined the canon.
Front to back.
Back to front.
I blog where blogging is due.
Always.
These men.
My imaginary friends.
I rue the day I missed their epic trip.
Shotgun and HD video in tow.
Skeeting in the wilderness without me.
No Homme-o.

Demolish Mount Rushmore, I say.

And build a new monument.

Carve these heads in stone.

Cut a new day and age.

Form our future.

Chisel history.

For the children.

The history of my internet.

The heroes of my youth.

The visionaries of our time.

Sully Sullenberger.

Impossible was nothing.

Cool was everything.

Combing archives with dexterous fingers.

An artist and model.

He wrote the preamble.

“We the bloggers.”

Thor.

God of thunder.

Hammer of justice.

In The Closet made me who I am today.

He and Pesko.

Were Lewis and Clark.

B-Real.

Plantationwear master.

Southern SoHo charm.

Recognized for his contributions to GQ.

And Gilt.

I once ate free BBQ in his store.

J. Diesel, behind the lens.

A genius.

A visionary.

The information superhighway’s own renaissance man.

Test Shots stacked in the Library of Congress.

He had the best haters.

Camo boatshoes changed the game.

Papa Willliams, there in spirit.

Style historian.

Menswear cartographer.

Americana anthropologist.

Documenting our people’s rise.

And subsequent fall.

In the Smithsonian.

His kodachromes still reside.

These men.

Reviled by some.

Imitated by many.

Unmatched by any.

Honored by all.

3 Details Blog Awards nominations amongst them.

These men.

Forefathers.

Godfathers.

Defined the canon.

Front to back.

Back to front.

I blog where blogging is due.

Always.

These men.

My imaginary friends.

I rue the day I missed their epic trip.

Shotgun and HD video in tow.

Skeeting in the wilderness without me.

No Homme-o.

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    THIS is the most entertaining read on TUMBLR…. I wish I had a singleness of purpose like whoever writes these. Thank you...
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    “Skeeting in the wilderness without me. No Homme-o.” lmao
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