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Esquire

Esquire

Summer 2021

Esquire is a funny, informative, connected magazine that covers the interests of American men—all the interests of the American man: Politics, style, advice, women, health, eating and drinking, the most interesting people of our time. All that and it’s the most-honored monthly magazine in history.

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Country:
United States
Language:
English
Publisher:
Hearst
Frequency:
Bimonthly
$10
$28.60
9 Issues

in this issue

1 min
on the right track

CANFIELD SPEEDWAY AUTOMATIC CHRONOGRAPH Snag the ultimate Father’s Day gift for speed seekers. Shinola’s first-ever automatic chronograph features a tachymeter, a scale on the bezel that converts time elapsed into speed traveled. This limited-edition watch clocks offff the charts for both style and performance. GIFT IN THE FAST LANE AT SHINOLA.COM…

3 min
c’mon, get hippie

Remember arts-and-crafts time? You’re eight years old and someone gives you a few crayons and a full bottle of Elmer’s and suddenly you’re not a child anymore; you’re a creator. No one in the history of the universe has made a more compelling picture of a doggy than you. Good job, kiddo. But now Leonardo da freakin’ Vinci is pulling up a chair next to you, grabbing a handful of Popsicle sticks, and building a fully functional helicopter. He’s turning the humble into the highbrow (and cool as hell), and he’s making it look easy. That’s kinda what’s happening in fashion right now. While some brands are getting a little too slick (and, let’s face it, a little too soulless), a swath of makers, including Bode, Savant, the Elder Statesman, and…

1 min
the new rules of golf

Rule No. 189: If you need to publicly urinate on the course, there must be four club lengths between you and your playing partners. Also, bushes. Rule No. 410: The golf gods put a birdie in your bank for every ball mark you fix. There is no penalty for abstaining; you’re just an ass. Rule No. 247: There is an 87.4 percent chance someone in your group will complain that TV cameras give pros an unfair advantage; 97 percent of the time it will be because they lost their ball. They are correct Rule No. 620: In regard to using your Bluetooth speaker on the course, please, just avoid the AM sports talk. Rule No. 73: Snacks at the turn, ranked in ascending order of performance enhancement: protein bar, hot dog, two beers, chicken…

6 min
1 johnny manziel is giving hope to all the hackers

“GOLF HAS BROUGHT ME freedom. GOLF HAS BROUGHT ME peace.” JOHNNY GOLF DOESN’T LOSE MANY BALLS. HE PLAYS in the desert: dry air, wide fairways, few hazards. He can make every birdie putt. Wanna bet? Plunk! Johnny wins, and he’d like to see the Benjamin, now. He pulls a beer out of his bag—he’s chugging, not sipping—then on to the next birdie. You see, when Johnny Golf lines up a shot, there’s this feeling in his hands. It’s the same one he felt in a helmet and pads—the rush of third and fifteen, when he saw the fingertips of a wide receiver from thirty yards away. Back then, he was Johnny Football, depressed and angry. That guy is gone. “I got to live my dream at twenty-four years old,” he says. “Now,…

20 min
immortal

HE STOPS ON A PEDESTRIAN ISLAND TO LET TRAFFIC PASS on Houston Street, and in that brief wait, I wonder if the people in the trundling cars spy one of the most famous comedians on earth under his mask and transition-lens glasses. No one, though, drops the window to shout his name or honk or jab an index in astonishment—Chris Rock granted a reprieve from living famous 24/7/365. Rock, who’s dressed casual in a hoodie and cargo pants and white Reebok Classic trainers, troops a half step ahead of me, a Tumi backpack slung over a shoulder. We turn past a multitude of preschoolers enjoying the recess of their lives inside a fenced-in ball field and amble on up MacDougal. He slows his gait a bit. “The thing about this block…

18 min
the best bars in america 2021

ON APRIL FIFTEENTH, at 8:42 p.m., I had a drink. Not on Zoom. Not alone on my couch. Not outside, under a heat lamp. Nope. Inside, on a stool, at the actual, physical bar. For the first time in more than a year. To sit shoulder to shoulder with friends again, chatting with the bartender about esoteric spirits, hearing the laughter of strangers—it felt new and raw. Even with the masked staff and social distancing, the experience was unexpectedly life-affirming. All of a sudden, I felt like me again. Perhaps it was what I was drinking at Viridian, an Asian American bar in Oakland, one of the places on this year’s Best Bars list; many of the cocktails nodded to flavors of Asian candies my dad would surprise me with when he returned…