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GQ October 2016

GQ is the authority on men and is the premier men's magazine. With its unique and powerful design, the best photographers, and a well of award-winning writers, GQ reaches millions each month. Get GQ digital magazine subscription today for the best in men's fashion and style, beautiful women and culture, news and politics.

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Language:
English
Publisher:
Conde Nast US
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10 Issues

IN THIS ISSUE

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the fall of the last dinosaurs

FALL IS AN EXCELLENT time of year to plan your summer travel. By which I mean climate-wise, even wardrobe-wise, everything’s screwed up these days, and autumn just seems less…autumnal. I used to plan all my summer travel for the sweet spot between June and August, but now, with fall feeling summery and winter sometimes not quite happening, I plan vacations to Montauk in October and pack shorts for Christmas trips to D.C. Here in New York, there are now two seasons: hot and humid, and cold as shit. You just don’t know when they’re coming. This new twist on seasonal affective disorder is really starting to discombobulate the fashion world, which has always been based on a rigid seasonality. It’s even cropping up in our work at GQ. Lately, when fashion designers…

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gqhq

Meet Mike Michael Paterniti, who writes in this issue about both Hamilton’s Lin-Manuel Miranda and a mysterious monk dubbed “the happiest man in the world,” is a nine-time National Magazine Award finalist, a National Book Award nominee, and a long, long, longtime GQ correspondent. 1 What is the Hamilton role you were born to play? Hamilton tells Samuel Seabury at one point that his dog “speaks more eloquently than thee.” I was born to play Hamilton’s faithful Lab, just offstage. 2 What is the best occasion for a powdered wig? I usually wear mine for the party scene in Kubrick’s Eyes Wide Shut. Or bowling. 3 Where is your happy place? Empty library, ocean with waves, first bite of gooey pizza. 4 Where was your happy place at age 4? Empty library, ocean with waves, first bite of gooey…

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get the gq look

EACH MONTH, the editors of GQ will select a series of items from our pages available through our online retail partner, Mr Porter.com TO LEARN more—and see what we have chosen for you this month—go to GQ.com/selects PHOTO G R A P H S , C LOCKW I S E F R O M TO P : S E B AS T I A N K I M ; JA M E S RYA N G ; S E B AS T I A N K I M ( 3 ) . TO P L E F T, D E N I M JAC K E T: DS Q UA R E D 2 . PA N TS : J E F F R E Y R Ü D E S .…

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the casualer-than-ever topcoat

• Does the word “topcoat” still make you think of midcentury businessmen trudging to work with the weight of oversize overcoats swallowing their gray flannel suits? It shouldn’t. Because the topper has evolved into a piece of borderline streetwear, a tailored garment that hangs open as casually as a bathrobe. Try it over a striped turtleneck, a graphic tee, or even a buttoned-to-the-top flannel—basically anything but a suit. For once, imagine how Don Draper would dress, and then do the opposite. H A I R : B E N JA M I N T H I G P E N U S I N G O R I B E H A I R C A R E . G R O O M I N G : KU M I…

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that one’s mine!

Since half the bags at the airport are basic black, going tag-less is a great way to spend the first hour of your vacation peering down a conveyor-belt chute for signs of your suitcase. And yes, you could use one of those flimsy airline giveaway tags, but like a 747 lavatory, they are for emergency use only. Slip one of these first-class designer tags through your handle and you’ll have no trouble spotting your bag—it’ll be the one everyone else is looking at, too. P R O P S T Y L I S T: S H A R O N RYA N AT H A L L E Y R E S O U R C E S . S U I TCAS E S , C LOCKW I S…

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the curious case of benjamin clementine

Benjamin Clementine has one of those backstories that sound too romantic to be true: The 27-year-old musician and poet was raised in a depressed neighborhood of north London and found solace in the cool stacks of the public library, reading William Blake and T. S. Eliot. He left school at 16 and ended up homeless in Paris, busking for change, until he was discovered on the street and invited to record. Last year his debut album, At Least for Now, won the UK’s prestigious Mercury Prize, thanks mostly to his voice— a lonesome wail that floats spectrally over haunting piano. His look, much like his work, is bohemian but still fiercely elegant. Old Clothes, Old Souls “When I was very young, my brother and I, we used to go into charity shops…

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