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Esquire Singapore

Esquire Singapore

June/July/August 2021

After winning three Media Publishing Association awards in 2013 and eleven in 2014, Esquire continues to be regarded as a beacon of excellent journalism in Asia with fifteen wins in 2015. We have no idea where we kept the awards, though. Founded in September 2012, the local edition is produced by a crop of respectable writers, photographers, illustrators and collaborators. Known for its powerful storytelling and ground-breaking photography, delivered in its signature wit, Esquire continues to steward men to their best in Singapore and beyond. The birth of Esquire dates back as far as 1933 in the States and since then, the title is known for pushing boundaries with literary giants such as Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald and Norman Mailer finding their voice with the magazine.

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Country:
Singapore
Language:
English
Publisher:
Indochine Media
Frequency:
Monthly
£2.16
£14.19
9 Issues

in this issue

10 min
the american dream

Aeroplanes looked different in the 1950s-the golden age of flying, as we now know it. Back then, travelling through the skies was nothing short of a grand affair. In fact, almost 70 years on, Ed Freeman still remembers his first journey. It was 16 hours from Boston to London. That’s almost 10 hours more than it’d take today-I imagine because we no longer need to stop at Nova Scotia, Iceland and Ireland to refuel. “Pretty primitive,” Freeman describes. “Of course, we didn’t know any better. We thought, right, I can fly to London instead of taking a boat, wow!” He was 16 at the time when his parents handed him a passport and a bit of cash and sent him off to see the world-in hindsight, an experience which he’d wish…

12 min
mars & venus in quarantine

There is no door separating the bedroom from the living room in my 60-square-metre apartment, where my husband, Mark, and I have spent the past year together. It’s not like we were having problems qua problems when I picked up a hardcover copy of the 1992 self-help bestseller Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus: A Practical Guide for Improving Communication and Getting What You Want in Your Relationships, by John Gray, PhD, but after a year of quarantine, we weren’t exactly in any position to be turning down marital advice in any form. Not to mention, Mark had recently started saying “Cool, cool, cool” every time one of his co-workers asked him to do anything, a habit I loathe. I don’t want to kill him, but I don’t…

7 min
coming alive

My mouth is wet against her neck. Her taste-the oil, the sweat, whatever it is-it’s like lime sucked right off the rind. And I can’t get enough. But I’m not really there. I’m far away, up in the rafters somewhere. I’m watching him turn her over. She’s moaning, waking up with his tongue in her mouth. His hands scrape down her bare back, he claws away her shorts, and then he presses himself into place when she asks, “Are you awake?” “Uh...yes,” he says with a greedy self-assurance. He goes to penetrate, but she stops him. She can tell. Sitting up, she watches as the space behind his eyes begins to light up. The grin goes away. He recedes. I come to. We’re in my bedroom. It’s three on a Saturday morning and…

9 min
from singular to circular

It’s everywhere by now. From luxury fashion houses with the likes of Prada and Gucci to brands such as Tommy Hilfiger and adidas, Econyl has become a synonymous material when it comes to sustainability in fashion. So convinced are these brands about its circular future that Prada, for example, is aiming to phase out its signature virgin nylon material for the recyclable Econyl substitute. For the uninitiated, Econyl is not a naturally occurring material nor is it derived from natural resources. It’s synthetic in nature and essentially nylon. But what makes it better for the environment is that it’s regenerated nylon derived from waste including fishing nets and fabric scraps. After sorting through and recovering all the nylon possible, the waste is then put through a regeneration and purification process that…

4 min
all hail the minimalist sandwich

A sandwich used to be a simple thing. The sandwiches you carried to school in a lunch box, the sandwiches you wolfed down after school in front of the TV-they were never meant to be examples of extravagance or creative disruption. Three or four ingredients did the trick. Bread, ham, cheese, mustard. Bread, turkey, cheese, mayonnaise. Bread, jelly, peanut butter. Overstuffing them ruined them. Think of a sandwich prized for its thinness, a sandwich made with one slice of meat and one slice of cheese, a sandwich so compact and slim that it can be consumed easily with one hand while the other hand steers a bicycle. We have, in the past decade or so, moved in a different direction from that. ‘Reinvent everything’ has been the mantra among restaurant chefs, and while…

6 min
a little help?

As a 40-year-old guy who’s on dating apps and Twitter to a pathological degree, I find the concept of seeking help with one’s mental health a surprisingly pervasive part of my life. “Men would rather than go to therapy,” as the Twitter joke goes, with any combination of delusion, denial and destruction (comma, self) filling in the blank. Even before I went, I was completely in agreement with this line of thinking-other men really did need therapy. But not me. Sure, I had a raft of coping mechanisms-drinking, ignoring my problems and, if things were really going bad, shaving my head. And if this feels like some classic ‘Man who thinks he’s sensitive avoiding processing his negative feelings’ sh*t, then, yes, you’re right. The beginning and end of my thoughts about mental health…