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Ralph Lauren introduces Safari Watch...................................................... page 11 Vanessa Hudgens too much for 14 The Office goes 25 Q&A w/ Andre 30 What’s Next “Mag Miller” 33



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Spring Essentials w/ Trey 40 52 The Hottest Vanity 60

David Choe’s insane 65 Top 10 Most Powerful 78 Designer buzz over Adobe 86 5





Ralph Lauren Introduces A Rugged New Timepiece With The RL67 Safari Watch BY TEOFILO KILLIP | COMPLEX

Ralph Lauren isn't known for watches, but the brand has been making moves to corner the wrist-wear department. Ralph Lauren introduces the RL67 Safari Watch as part of this new initiative. The chronograph watch includes a rugged gun metal casing, canvas straps, and a Jaeger-LeCoultre movement that can be seen through the back. The movement alone might have upped the price on these time pieces, as the 39mm will cost around $8,850 and the 45mm around $9,850. What do you think of Ralph Lauren’s big move into watch making?






With a sexy new role in Zack Snyder's Sucker Punch, the 22-year-old starlet best known for her puppy-love romance with Zac Efron is finally shedding her squeaky-clean image.

The coffee shop that Vanessa Hudgens has picked to meet in is jammed: wall-to-wall girls scarfing down French fries, red-velvet cake, and giant coffee drinks with extra whip. The holidays are approaching, and everyone seems to be eating their feelings, looking for clarity in the calories, finding solace in the buttercream. Outside, here in Los Angeles, it's been raining for days. Mud is sliding. Vanessa and Zac just broke up. Zac—in case you slept through the first decade of this century—is Zac Efron, and up until now, Vanessa Hudgens, his costar in three Disney High School Musical movies, has been best known as his girlfriend. Since the two split, Hudgens has been spotted around town, looking both liberated and insane, wearing a sheer black slip dress, brown thigh-highs, and a head covering, complete with ears, reminiscent of an Ewok pelt. "Furry things are my favorite," she says. She has shown up today in a far less dramatic fur hat, black tights with a cross running up each leg, and a see-through shirt that looks like a collaboration between Snuggie and Victoria's Secret. She orders a rice-milk chai latte and skips the desserts—she just likes to be near the sweets. "I gain weight really easily," she says.


Sitting in front of a chubby stone Cupid, Hudgens is close to her base: those sugar-shocked almost-adults who fell hard for her Mouse-manufactured innocence and, even after two separate nude-photo scandals, continue to see her as the equivalent of a singing cartoon deer. For Hudgens, this perception isn't necessarily a bad thing. It has allowed her some room to breathe. While her fellow Disney matriculants struggle to squirm out from under Mickey's long shadow—Demi Lovato went to rehab, Miley Cyrus is hitting a bong, even Zac Efron looks a little barmitzvah-awkward as he tries to transform himself into a leading man—Hudgens, now 22, has instead internalized the strict and soapy image-control politics impressed upon her by the studio of youth. We mostly know her only from movies. And face-wash ads. And paparazzi shots of lots of hand-holding. Symbolically—save for the occasional salacious Google search return—it's as if her virginity is still intact.


Hudgens props her feet up on an adjacent potted plant, takes her feet down, kicks them up again. She runs her hand through her long black hair, pokes at the wad of blue gum she's affixed to the lid of her coffee cup. She raps her silver fingernails on her iPhone, then throws her arms in the air, retracts her shoulder blades, stretches, and grunts. Excessive fidgeting usually betrays some pathology. "I'm not nervous," she says. "I'm excited. I get excited. I'm, like, a very hyper, energetic, crazy type of crazy. I have a lot going on. Always. I'll dance on a table sober." Which is exactly the kind of reasonably burlesque thing Hudgens is doing in this month's Sucker Punch, a Zack Snyder film about five female inmates escaping from an asylum that mashes up The Lord of the Rings, Showgirls, and Girl, Interrupted—meaning we get a lot of crazy chicks wielding phallic weaponry and fighting dragons. "We trained with Navy Seals," says Hudgens, who stands five feet four and weighs (I'm guessing) 100 pounds soaking wet. "We were machines. You could not fuck with us. We'd all go running around Vancouver, where we filmed, to restaurants and bars and karaoke, like we owned it. We'd intentionally cruise back alleys, knowing that if anything did happen, we'd be all right. Taking the safest way home at that point was just boring."


Asking Hudgens about Efron yields a less detailed response. The way she delivers those nice-girl-just-got-hit-bya-truck, post-breakup lines—"We're still friends," "Who knows what the future will bring," "We're figuring things out"—makes her sound like all the rest of the cake-eaters in here: hurt but hopeful. The difference is, Hudgens, with her Disney boot-camp training, knows there are better uses for this interview than to treat it like a slumber party (maybe she also knows more than she's saying; reportedly, she'll be dancing and making out with Zac in an L.A. nightclub in three weeks' time). Regardless, she'd rather talk now about the kinds of fully developed men who can help her career—not by dating or breaking up with her, but by putting her in more non-G-rated movies. "After the Oscars we were at Madonna's party. Quentin Tarantino was there, and I was talking to him for a while, probably after a few drinks, and I told him, 'We've gotta do something together.' And he was like, 'I would love to. That would be really great.' So it's been put out there," Hudgens says. "Slowly, I've gained balls. I used to be very shy." Despite several overtures, Hudgens refuses to share a cookie; she craves a favorite California Cabernet instead, but she'll have to seek it elsewhere. "Nothing has happened with Tarantino yet," she says. "But I definitely tried to plant my seed. Hopefully he won't look back and think, 'Oh my God. That crazy bitch.' "







Q& A


Andre 3000


Out of nowhere, Andre 3000 is back on our televisions, on our radios, and—by the end of the year—in our closets. The man they call 3 Stacks tells us what is and isn't in the works for the next year, from the status of a new OutKast album to his solo project. In recent years, we've only heard Andre 3000 on remixes of songs by artists that we're surprised Dre's even heard of. He's the music industry's Bobby Fischer, only he's undefeated (and a better dresser). Rumors of a new OutKast album, a solo project, and the resurrection of Benjamin Bixby—Andre's nostalgically funky clothing line—have been percolating for years. We went to the source and chopped it up with our favorite ATLien to separate fact from fiction. The result? We got some good news, some bad news, and debunked one of hiphop's most infamous misquotes.


GQ: At this point in your career, after the sold out shows, movies, diamond-selling records, what keeps you inspired? Andre 3000: Creating. Creating. But it's always been that. It's funny, I don't even consider myself a rapper, I don't consider myself a designer, or even an actor. I kind of got that opportunity through the opportunities I had before. I was acting before I started rapping. These things just came. I just like creating stuff and trying to make good work, whatever it is. I don't care if it's designing toothbrushes. It's just making cool stuff to leave behind, that's all it is, it's nothing more. GQ: You're a perfectionist. Would you change anything about any of your songs? Andre 3000: I couldn't. I really couldn't change anything. As an artist you can sit and tinker with stuff forever. You can add and take away but I think that's kind of the importance of having someone over you saying, "We need this, this is a deadline." Sometimes those oppositions or those who push and pull are needed because we'll just sit and tinker forever. There are actually songs on The Love Below that were not finished, but that's how they are, that's how it came out.

GQ: Random question: Drake quotes your song, "Spottieottiedopaliscious," and says, "Who else wants to fuck with Hollywood Cole." GQ: What do you think is the biggest misconception about you? Andre 3000: I've never gotten that question. This biggest misconception... that it's easy for me, I guess, is the biggest misconception. People think you kind of ride on this wave, this non-human wave, and I think that's kind of wrong to put that on entertainers. But I think that's a big thing for me. People talk about Andre 3000, they talk about fashion, they talk about film, they talk about music, and it's almost like they put you in this place, but it's work. It's hard work just like anything else.


RATED FUTURE Somewhere in a Chicago bedroom slash recording studio there is a 22 year old rap phenom working on something we have never heard before. I know. We heard it all before, but this time it’s different. It’s hunger. It’s life. It’s culture at the breaking point. When Antonio Bibbs aka “Mag Miller” finished his first mixtape even we were skeptics, but now things are different. The stories are different. The emotions are different and most importantly music is different. Hip Hop has made a 180° from it’s previous direction. So “Mr. Mag” as he likes to be called is taking us back 360°. The appropriately named “Sex, Liquor, and Hip-Hop” album is tenatively scheduled for July. Just in time too. I couldn’t take another Flocka Minaj summer.





Navy blazers have been hugging the shoulders of dapper gentlemen for nearly two centuries. More recently, they've been adopted by businessmen and rappers alike. They're that versatile. But do you know what your blazer says about you? Turns out the message is in the buttons. Choose the ones that suit your temperament.

Take It From The Italians When in doubt, defer to the smoothest men on earth. The Italian take is all about horn buttons and soft shoulders. Blazer, $1,250 by Salvatore Ferragamo. Shirt, $135 by Thomas Mason for J.Crew. Tie, $210, khakis, $760, and pocket square by Brunello Cucinelli. Shoes, $850 by Ralph Lauren.

Jacket, $2,480, and pants, $615, by Brunello Cucinelli. Sweater, $125 by Michael Kors. Shirt, $195 by Black Fleece by Brooks Brothers. Tie, $75 by Gitman Vintage. Pocket square, $45 by Michael Bastian. Portfolio, $1,380 by Louis Vuitton. Shoes, $995 by Ralph Lauren. Socks, $29 by Smart Turnout.


The easiest way to explain it is with heritage: In the olden days (like, before 1945), blazers were part of a school uniform, and sports jackets were worn for hunting and fishing. That's why blazers have a preppy connotation (you know, prep school) and are, more often than not, navy blue. (You've seen them in movies like St. Elmo's Fire and Rushmore.) These days, sports jacket has become a catchall term for anything that's not a blazer or part of a suit. We recommend having one navy blazer in any of the three styles shown in the following slides and at least one sports jacket, whether it's cotton, tweed, wool, or linen; lined or unlined; brown, black, khaki, or plaid. And yeah, we said at least one.

A Fresh Approach To Prep Brass buttons instantly identify a blazer as preppy. Play that up with loafers, a V-neck sweater, and a plaid tie. Blazer, $395 by Tommy Hilfiger. Sweater, $250 by Burberry Brit. Shirt, $320 by Thom Browne New York. Tie, $75 by Gitman Vintage. Jeans, $175 by A.P.C. Loafers, $140 by Sebago. Socks by Punto by British Apparel. Pocket square by Turnbull & Asser. Belt by Club Monaco.


Nothing molds to your frame like an unconstructed spring sports jacket with no lining. The fit simply needs to be snug. ! It takes longer to make unconstructed jackets: The seams need extra finessing because they're exposed. Jacket, $1,375 by Dolce & Gabbana.

The Modern Minimalist If you're looking for understated elegance, pare things down with black, silver, or mirrored buttons. You can take this jacket from the office to dinner and then to the after-hours bar without changing a thing. Blazer, $1,295, shirt, $325, tie, $95, and pants, $395, by Ralph Lauren Black Label. Loafers, $188 by Tommy Hilfiger. Pocket square by Paul Stuart. Watch by Omega.


Granddad didn't have it all wrong with his plaid jacket. To modernize it, update the fit so it tapers at the sides and hits just below your pants pockets. ! Padded shoulders make this jacket a little more formal. That's why Trey is pairing it with a dressier leather belt and loafers. Jacket, $2,350, and loafers, $570, by Gucci. Polo shirt, $385 by Louis Vuitton. Chinos, $55 by Dockers. Pocket square Paul Stuart. Belt by J.Crew. Watch by Audemars Piguet.

There's a new trend toward prewashed sports jackets. Think of them as you would distressed jeans—a little washing is a head start on breaking them in; a lot of washing looks ridiculous. Jacket, $1,240 by Prada. T-shirt, $24 by American Apparel. Pants, $231 by J Brand. Belt by Hermès. Cap by Banana Republic. Watch by Audemars Piguet.


Nothing travels better than a sports jacket. There are wrinkle-free versions with pockets for your iPhone and passport, like this one. But any style is a perfect flying companion. Don't be afraid to stuff it right in the overhead bin. Jacket, $595 by Boss Black. Bag, $2,550 by Prada. Passport holder by WeSC x The Standard. iPhone by Apple.

Even a dressier doublebreasted jacket can be worn in a laid-back way if you do it with confidence. ! To wear a double-breasted jacket unbuttoned, the fit should be as slim as possible; you don't want it billowing out. Feel free to roll up the sleeves, too—it's not that serious.

Jacket, $945 by Z Zegna. Shirt, $255 by Band of Outsiders. Jeans, $178 by 7 For All Mankind. Belt by Façonnable. Sunglasses by Ralph Lauren. Pocket square by The Tie Bar. Watch by Rolex.





SATIONAL Bill Plaschke | LA Times

As Lin captivates fans with basketball prowess, he also makes people confront their biases and reassess why Asian Americans have been publicly categorized in ways unacceptable for other minorities. 52

"In this country, Asian Americans are stereotyped as the meek and the mild, the ones who will always take the racism,"

Of all the drives, dunks and dazzling shots Jeremy Lin is forcing upon the stars of the NBA, none of it compares with the moves he's putting on a larger collection of everyday people. Jeremy Lin has dribbled America into the previously quiet corner of its casual prejudice and lazy stereotypes of Asian Americans. The true beauty of his story is in awareness of the ugliness that has been found there.It's been barely two weeks since the beginning of a tale that rocked the sports world with great basketball and bad puns, but so much already has changed. When America now looks at Lin, it should see more than an Asian American kid from Harvard who overcame ignorance at every level to become a star guard for the New York Knicks. America should see itself in the murky reflection of a society that has long considered it reasonable to publicly categorize Asian Americans in ways that would never be 53 acceptable for other, more vocal minorities.

America should see the writer from who began the barrage of ignorance last week by tweeting a tired joke about the assumed size of Lin's manhood. The guy apologized, but his company did not, which should not be surprising considering Fox Sports is also the outfit that last fall aired a segment in which a reporter ridiculed Asian Americans at USC for not understanding football. Can you imagine a major American media company tolerating this sort of blatant racism if it were directed toward any of Lin's African American teammates? America should see the game video from the Knicks' MSG network in which cameras focused on a homemade sign that showed Lin's face above a fortune cookie with the words, "The Knicks Good Fortune.''

Can you imagine, five months from now, that same television director willingly airing a shot of a sign that made fun of the heritage of a Latino member of the New York Mets? If America has the stomach, it should even watch the tape of the WNYW morning show in New York where one of the anchors, upon hearing a reporter list Lin's physical attributes, asked, "What about his eyes?" The newsman made the slur, he sort of winked with glee, the entire news desk laughed and I'm thinking, you're kidding me, right? In a media world that is reluctant to even cite a subject's ethnicity unless it is relevant, it's suddenly OK to openly laugh about Lin's cultural characteristics because, well, because he's Asian American and everybody does it? "In this country, Asian Americans are stereotyped as the meek and the mild, the ones who will always take the racism," said Daryl Maeda, an associate professor of ethnic studies at the University of Colorado who specializes in Asian American studies. ''There is a perception that it's OK to offend Asian Americans because they simply won't fight back.''


There was finally push-back last weekend at ESPN, which fired one employee and suspended another for separately describing the Knicks' first loss with Lin as a starter as a "Chink in the armor." The guy who was fired amazingly felt confident enough to put it in a mobile website headline. The guy who was suspended said it on the air during a conversation, and it seemed impulsive enough that he was probably just throwing out a clichĂŠ without thinking. In marginalizing the Jeremy Lin story, that newsman actually illustrated its real importance. This newfound basketball force has forced Americans to take a deep breath and think. He has forced America to realize it has become too comfortable compartmentalizing Asian Americans with a list of stereotypes that are misguided, meanspirited and just plain wrong. Such as that one that says, you know, they can't play sports. "The one thing I think is interesting about this whole Jeremy Linsanity is that it has forced us to think about how we think and talk about race in general,'' Maeda said. "Asian Americans have long been put into this safe little slot, and Jeremy has taken us out of those places.'' This is what sports does. This is one reason sports matters. Through the shared understanding of the human condition that so publicly exists in sports, society is often forced into self-realization and change, and where else can that happen? America really needs to watch the "Saturday Night Live'' skit in which three sports reporters laughingly discuss Lin while using Asian American slurs, yet when a fourth newsman tries to discuss other Knicks by using African American slurs, they become offended. "This all shows how Asian Americans have long been the invisible minority,'' Maeda said. Not right now, not in NBA's biggest city, as the most celebrated Asian American in league history is in the backcourt for one of the NBA's marquee teams, in the center of what could end up being the sports story of the year. Jeremy Lin's heritage is a wonderful part of this story and should not be ignored. But can't we do that without being ignorant?




The Hottest Vanity Muscles...— and How to Get Them BY MIKE DAWSON | DETAILS

Swiss Ball Plank Rolls This exercise is a favorite from Ashley Borden, who trained Ryan Gosling. Get into a plank position, placing your forearms on a bench and your feet on a Swiss ball. Keeping your back straight and your butt level, squeeze your abs, bend your knees, and roll the ball toward the bench, then back to start. Don't drive your hips into the air—focus on bringing your knees to your chest. Bosu Ball Push-up This exercise builds your pecs in two ways, says Rich McDonald, an actor, a college pole-vaulting champ, and Kellan Lutz's personal trainer: the explosive press and the dynamic absorption of movement during the landing. Hold a Bosu ball bottom-side up and lower into a push-up. Explode back up so that the ball lifts off the ground. Once it falls back to the floor, go right into your next push-up. Never pull the Bosu up; the ball should rise only from the power of your arm straightening.


Diamond Push-up Last year the American Council on Exercise and researchers at the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse compared the eight most popular triceps exercises— including those that involve weights—and found that this push-up was the most effective. Get into a push-up position with your thumbs and index fingers touching. Lower yourself until your chest is a few inches above the ground and repeat.

Roundhouse Kick Gregory Joujon-Roche, one of Pitt's personal trainers for Troy and the founder of L.A.'s Holistic Fitness, admits there's no way to single out the inguinal ligament-—but sculpting your obliques can help increase the indentation below your inguinal, making those horns more pronounced. Stand at a slight angle to a heavy bag. Raise your knee, pivot on your planted foot, and kick the bag with the top of your foot. The key is lifting your knee high, as if over a table in front you, before beginning your kick. Repeat and try to increase speed. After a minute, switch legs. Remember, engage your obliques —not hips—when elevating the knee and kicking. Single Leg Acceleration Wall Drill Avoid the calf-muscle machines at the gym, as the weight can put undue stress on your knees, ankles, and Achilles tendons. Your body weight is plenty, Yauss says. Stand in a split stance with your hands pressing on a wall. Lift your front knee up toward your chest and hold. Slowly lift up and lower your back heel for 30 seconds then switch legs. That's one set. Try for five.









The graffiti artist who took Facebook stock instead of cash for painting the walls of the social network’s first headquarters made a smart bet. The shares owned by the artist, David Choe, are expected to be worth upward of $200 million when Facebook stock 65 trades publicly later this year.

The social network company announced its $5 billion public offering Wednesday afternoon, which is expected to value the whole company at $75 billion to $100 billion. Ultimately, that offering will mint a lot of billionaires and millionaires. Some of them are well known, like Mark Zuckerberg, the company’s cofounder, but many others are not household names. Mr. Zuckerberg, 27, has 533.8 million shares, worth $28.4 billion based on a company valuation of $100 billion, or $53 a share. He also has undisputed control of the company, a remarkable achievement since the company has received financing from some of the world’s top business minds. He owns 28.4 percent of the company outright and he controls 57 percent of the voting rights. Facebook’s first outside investor, Peter Thiel, the billionaire contrarian, led a $500,000 investment in Facebook in late 2004. He has 44.7 million shares that could be worth more than $2 billion. Elevation Partners, the venture capital firm of Bono, the U2 frontman, paid $120 million for a chunk of Facebook’s shares in 2010 and could receive a payout that would help mask less sage investments in Palm and Forbes. Accel Partners, whose principal partner, Jim Breyer, invested in the start-up seven years ago, holds 201.4 million shares. Accel could have a thousandfold return on some of its investment.


The payout to Mr. Choe, the graffiti artist, could provide more money from his paintings than Sotheby’s attracted for its record-breaking $200.7 million auction in 2008 for work by Damien Hirst. In 2005, Mr. Choe was invited to paint murals on the walls of Facebook’s first offices in Palo Alto, Calif., by Sean Parker, then Facebook’s president. As pay, Mr. Parker offered Mr. Choe a choice between cash in the “thousands of dollars,” according to several people who know Mr. Choe, or stock then worth about the same. Mr. Choe, who has said that at the time that he thought the idea of Facebook was “ridiculous and pointless,” nevertheless chose the stock.


Many “advisers” to the company at that time, which is how Mr. Choe would have been classified, would have received about 0.1 to 0.25 percent of the company, according to a former Facebook employee. That may sound like a paltry amount, but a stake that size is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, based on a market value of $100 billion. Mr. Choe’s payment is valued at roughly $200 million, according to a number of people who know Mr. Choe and Facebook executives.

Although Mr. Choe initially led a rough life including run-ins with the law, he is wealthy even without the Facebook offering. (It is unclear whether he sold any portion of his Facebook holdings on secondary markets.)


Now a very successful artist with gallery shows and pieces exhibited in major museums, Mr. Choe declined requests to be interviewed for this article; he said he wanted to maintain his privacy. He has, however, published an obscenitystrewn book of his art, “David Choe,” which includes images of the multimillion-dollar murals at Facebook. Mr. Choe’s page on Facebook shows the life of a modernday renegade artist. Among the images of his graffiti, there is a trail of images of him partying with scantily clad women and spending large amounts of money on alcohol.

In recent weeks, Mr. Choe promoted photos of a $40,000 bottle of alcohol; a single shot, he boasted, costs $888. He offers life advice in his book: “Always double down on 11. Always.” Maybe the better advice is to take stock, not cash, from Harvard dropouts in Silicon Valley.



Most Powerful People In Washington BY MARIN COGAN | GQ

The forces that would destroy Rick Santorum, a finger wagging governor, and a blues legend. A look at who's up in the nation's status-obsessed capital. But power is fluid in Washington, and it's wielded in ever-changing ways, from the city's establishment bosses to its hungry young strivers. So we're bringing you a weekly power list: a mini-guide to the players in American politics and why they matter now. Because it's an election year, sometimes the players with the most Washington fanboys will often not live in Washington at all.



1. Matt Drudge, Creator of Drudge Report Matt Rhoades, Campaign manager for Mitt Romney

The shadowy, Fedorawearing web Svengali could be a mainstay of any Washington power list for his ability to drive the news cycle. When the GOP establishment piled on Newt Gingrich in an attempt to bring him down before the Florida primary, Drudge—who has close ties to Romney's silent-butdeadly advisor Matt Rhoades—dutifully culled and blasted the oppo work to his millions of readers. This week, it's happening to Rick Santorum. "Rhoades' friendly relationship with him means that Romney often gets favorable coverage in that influential space," says The Washington Post's Chris Cillizza, writer of The Fix. "And, maybe as importantly, Romney's opponents—particularly Santorum of late—get decidedly unfavorable coverage on Drudge. Underestimate his impact at your own peril." 79


Ron Paul, Texas congressman and Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney and Ron Paul are probably the last two people you'd expect to star in a buddy comedy, but in a primary contest where most of the candidates seem to genuinely hate each other, this odd couple is flourishing. Its effect on the race was most obvious this week, when the two teamed up to attack Rick Santorum as a pork-barrel-loving fakeconservative. Those attacks followed a week of opposition research dumps from Romney's campaign and a new ad from Ron Paul echoing the same themes, though these efforts are much more likely to benefit Romney, than they are Paul. So why is Paul working so hard to halt Santorum's momentum? "The focus is on pushing Paul's issues onto the main Republican platform before he retires. As of right now, Romney is the best vehicle for that -- and for pulling Rand closer to the center of power," writes BuzzFeed's Rosie Gray today, "For Romney, meanwhile, keeping Paul happy could mean the modest but real votes of his independent-minded supporters, and it will likely discourage a damaging third-party run."



Jennifer Rubin, The Washington Post's Right Turn blogger

The acerbic, prolific blogger has earned a fearsome reputation in some circles for her relentless criticism of presidential candidates she finds weak. In the past several days, Politico's Dylan Byers notes, she unleashed a fusillade of negative posts about Rick Santorum—that he's reactionary, extreme, and overplaying his resume. With that reputation comes a lot of criticism—namely that she's hopelessly in the bag for Romney —and all week you could finding conservatives on Twitter wailing about her high perch. "There are few opportunities for genuine conservatives to break into larger, or more mainstream media outlets. When an individual such as Rubin does so, only to display a fundamental lack of appreciation and respect for the conservative mindset, it's always disappointing. That she would then go on to squander any credibility she may have had by casting aside all objectivity and going so deeply in the tank for any one candidate to the point of parody, let alone a less than conservative one, only compounds the insult," says one of her leading critics, conservative blogger Dan Riehl. But Rubin has insisted she's just reporting on the issues that make candidates problematic in the general election.


Jan Brewer, Arizona Governor

Yes, she recently became a bête noire on the left and in the media for wagging her finger in the face of the president, a move most found disrespectful at best, and subtly racist at worst. It also made her a hero among the ideologically simpatico and boosted her book sales. Now, with just days to go before the Arizona primary, she's dangling a possible endorsement before the candidates—one the eventual nominee will likely need here in the general election. "Brewer is a well-spoken and outspoken conservative leader," says Mary Matalin, "her endorsement will be important in the primary and her full scale support critical in a possible 82 general election swing state."

Buddy Guy, Blues Legend For the Obama fans that carried him to victory in 2008, there are few things these days that inspire that old leg-thrilling, heartswelling enthusiasm that inspired them four years ago. One exception: when Obama sings. Just two lines of Al Green's "Let's Stay Together" became instant viral video last month; this week, Buddy Guy gets the credit for wringing a few lines of "Sweet Home Chicago" out of the POTUS and making all of those former Obamans swoon once more.


As GOP strategist Mark McKinnon tweeted: "That O sang in public: a single. That he sang well: a double. That he didn't sing America the B[eautiful]: a triple. That he sang Al Green a homerun." It's enough to make you wonder if he was saving his incredible voice for reelection.



Adobe Muse: The New Tool in the fast-paced world of web design... or at leat what used to be. by Lori Grunin | CNET

Adobe debuts a site creation tool for design-oriented builders that just launched into a six-month public beta. We take a look at it. Adobe bills its newest Web design software, codenamed Muse, as coding-free site creation for InDesign and Illustrator users. And as far as the interface goes, the development team did a good job mimicking what it could from those applications using the lighter weight, far less mature AIR programming platform. But as I see it, in a market glutted with site creation tools for all levels of sophistication and budget, Muse looks like Adobe's first real chance to wrest designers away from using tools like Photoshop for designing and prototyping sites. However you plan to use Muse, it needs a lot more cooking before Adobe's ready to stick a fork in it. (Note: I try to distinguish beta bugs from what I consider architectural problems in my criticisms, but some frustration leakage may result in inappropriate attribution.) Muse is split into four logical workflow task areas: Plan, Design, Preview, and Publish. In Plan, you build the structure of the site using a combination of hierarchical thumbnail org charts and "master" pages. I like the org chart metaphor for designing a site, and I think it's the way most people still think about a Web site: as a series of linked pages. It's also great for architecting on the fly if you're responsible for all the Web site content or if you're visualizing the site architecture with a client.


I also really like the concept of master pages as a way of dealing with repeated content. But the implementation is a lot more basic than I'd anticipated. It seems that to Muse, a master is really just a place to park page design elements you plan to use on multiple pages. It doesn't, for example, use them to group CSS that you plan to use repeatedly for a set of pages. Though you can define some tags to associate with the styles, you can't even redefine the default font or associate a default style with the p tag. In practice, that means that every new text box reverts to 14point Arial. And when I exported my test site for publishing, there was a separate CSS file for every page and the global CSS was completely generic. It would also be really nice if I could take existing CSS and just paste it into a page header. But you don't have code access to any element that doesn't live in a body tag. I also think the Masters are kind of unintelligent; you can duplicate them, but you're basically forking the design every time you do. On one hand, this is similar to the way they work in design software, but it's less of an issue in static documents than on a dynamic site that will require frequent updating. You have to plan your master strategy carefully, using a reductionist approach--first building the most complex, then deleting elements, duplicating that one and deleting, and so on. Furthermore, Muse goes so far to resist templates that it doesn't even provide basic page settings for different types of sites, such as optimal sizes for mobile display, or offer up some typical screen sizes. But it handles dynamic page sizing well, allowing you to easily pin page elements to a footer. The best part about Muse is that at various points I could actually forget I was doing Web design. And you can generate some attractive sites from it. But the code isn't very pretty. Dreamweaver doesn't exactly choke on it--it renders properly in Live View, but comes up a complete blank in Design view. That makes it less impressive as the prototyping solution I was hoping for, since you may still be better off just handing off flat images to someone to re-create in a coding tool.



Satellite Status March 2012  
Satellite Status March 2012  

The latest issue of Satellite Status features David Choe, Jeremy Lin, Vanessa Hudgens, Andre 3000, Mag Miller, and more...