One good weekend deserves another.
Behold: an exclusive batch of Rolexes, Cartiers and other refined vintage watches—only available on Perks. (Your wrist will thank you later.) We’re also getting you 29% off some amazing shave creams, cologne and more. Plus: 25% off some handsome-as-hell headphones. (Bonus: if you’ve got an Outlook.com account, you get an extra 10% off.)
We have no idea why you’d ever secretly embed a private, password-protected message into a JPEG and then post that image on Facebook. Unless you’re in the mob. Or it’s your mistress’s birthday. Or because you discovered this Chrome plugin, which does exactly that. And because, hey, why not.
Check it out: Steve McQueen’s 1914 Indian track motorcycle is up for auction right now. What it has: a slick, green paint job, a 4-horsepower engine and untold levels of badass. What it doesn’t have: a clutch, throttle or any brakes whatsoever. Or an owner. But that’s where you come in.
Last week, we discussed some new deliciousness in London. This week, we... discuss more new deliciousness in London. See, a guy who spent time at Per Se, Noma and the French Laundry is now serving up beef cheeks and hot toddies beneath Tower Bridge. Apparently, the whole “eating” movement is popular there, too.
Mohawk General Store is upset with you. For too long, you’ve paid regular prices for scarves from the Hill-side, S.N.S. Herning sweaters and things that were made and crafted by Levi’s Made & Crafted. So they’re making an example and having a sale. Now is your chance to atone. And look really sharp without paying much.
Long ago, in the 20th century, people recorded and pressed their own vinyl records. Strange. Anyway, now you’ve got this 512-page tome profiling the obscure musicians who did that. Like a crooning trucker from Jersey. And some twin sisters who were organ prodigies. Among others who would have probably killed it on YouTube.
