DAY-DATE 40 18 CT GOLD By operating its own exclusive foundry, Rolex has the unrivalled ability to cast the highest quality 18 ct gold alloys. According to the proportion of silver, copper, platinum or palladium added, different types of 18 ct gold are obtained: yellow, pink or white. They are made with only the purest metals and meticulously inspected in an in-house laboratory with state-of-the-art equipment, before the gold is formed and shaped with the same painstaking attention to quality. Rolex’s commitment to excellence begins at the source.
WHITE DIAL The dial is the distinctive face of a Rolex watch, the feature most responsible for its identity and readability. Characterised by hour markers fashioned from 18 ct gold to prevent tarnishing, every Rolex dial is designed and manufactured inhouse, largely by hand to ensure perfection.
THE PRESIDENT BRACELET The design, development and production of Rolex bracelets and clasps, as well as the stringent tests they face, involve advanced high technology. And, as with all the components of the watch, aesthetic controls by the human eye guarantee impeccable beauty. The President bracelet, with its semi-circular three piece links, was created in 1956 for the launch of the Oyster Perpetual Day-Date. It represents the ultimate in refinement and comfort and is always made of carefully selected precious metals.
3255 MOVEMENT The Day-Date 40 is equipped with a new-generation movement, calibre 3255, entirely developed and manufactured by Rolex for a superlative level of performance. This self-winding mechanical movement is at the forefront of the art of watchmaking. A consummate demonstration of Rolex technology, with 14 patents, it offers fundamental gains in terms of precision, power reserve, resistance to shocks and magnetism, ease of use and reliability.
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To us at Lamborghini, revolutionary thinking is a staple. Whether it is an aeronautics-inspired design, the technology of the V12 engine, or the extensive use of carbon fiber, going beyond the commonly-accepted limits is part of our philosophy. The new Aventador models have been designed to exceed the concept of performance itself, establishing a new benchmark for super sports cars, and turning the cars of the future into a present-day reality. A supercar family that has already become a legend in its own right.
OVERVIEW The icon that inherited the legacy of the historic S models of the Miura, Islero, Countach, and Urraco returns to outdo itself in its most exciting version: the Aventador S Roadster. The new V12 engine with a whopping 740 HP and the exclusiveness of Lamborghini design, unparalleled in this open top version, are joined in the Aventador S Roadster by the most sophisticated technology of the range, including the new LDVA (Lamborghini Dinamica Veicolo Attiva), which provides an incomparable driving experience, all of this able to feed the ego even of those who constantly seek the most powerful and adrenaline-pumping sensations.
THE CONTINENTAL RANGE The Continental GT Convertible is everything a grand tourer should be, embodying a unique blend of exquisite style, craftsmanship and exhilaration. The interior and exterior design creates a luxurious experience that, combined with a remarkable driving experience, make it unlike any other car. EXTERIOR DESIGN The convertible models of the Continental GT have been created to deliver the ultimate, opentop, grand touring experience – without compromise to the sleek design lines of the car. The Bentley Styling team has created a streamlined hood available in a choice of eight colours - resulting in a convertible of elegantly tailored lines and muscular form, and sharp, contemporary lines.
INTERIOR DESIGN The interior of the Continental Convertible has been designed to maximise the sense of harmony between the in-car environment and the world outside. Carefully selected leather hides and smooth metal surfaces deliver a seductive blend of luxury and steely modernity , the cabin shielded from the wind by an aerodynamic windscreen at all times. VENEERS All Bentley wood veneers are cured for 72 hours and treated with five layers of clear lacquer by hand, to achieve a luxurious finish without compromising the natural beauty of the grain. There is a range of other ethically sourced veneers to choose from, alongside the more technical look that can be achieved with Carbon Fibre or Bright Tint Aluminium. All leather surfaces are softtouch, yet seams and edges are precisely defined.
MULLINER DESIGN SPECIFICATION The Mulliner Driving Specification adds exclusivity without detracting from the purity of the car’s design. For the exterior, unique 21” seven twin-spoke alloy wheels with a choice of painted or polished finishes develop the sporting theme. Inside, the Mulliner Driving Specification includes quilted perforated hide seats, door
ENGINEERING The Continental GT Convertible range delivers breath-taking performance, its speed and acceleration available at all times, whether the hood is up or down. For many, however, it is the joy of open-top driving at speed that represents the ultimate thrill. With a choice between W12 or V8 engines, it is capable of astonishing power, yet remains impeccaVARIABLE DISPLACEMENT In both the W12 and V8 engines, variable displacement technology, enables half of the cylinders to switch off at gentle throttle openings – for improved efficiency, without affecting the smooth surge of acceleration for which Bentley is renowned.
ALL-WHEEL DRIVE The Bentley Continental GT Convertible features permanent all-wheel drive. Whether you’re fourtime world rally champion Juha Kankkunen targeting a new world ice speed record, or simply want to accelerate smartly away from the lights on a cold, wet winter’s day, the reassuring grip and traction of all-wheel drive is the other essential ingredient in a Bentley’s high performance
Repeal and Replace
CAN YOU IMAGINE how desperately Donald Trump wants a war right now? How badly he is gunning for a full-on fight with a fresh enemy of the people, real or imagined, that could galvanize his limp (and getting limper) public support, stop people fakenewsing about the catastrophic failure of TrumpCare, remove the asterisk from his Glorious Victory against Hillary, and take the media spotlight o≠ the dark web of Russian collusion that has dogged and—let us pray—will ultimately end his Brief and Terrifying Reign. He needs something to distract us from all these distractions. And there is one thing that always works. Is there still time for a war? Because if there is, I believe Trump and Steve Bannon would love to bring it to us. War, I am sorry to promise you, or wild and reckless military actions, will be the next game plan—that is, if Trump can start a fight faster than Congress can muster the
will to repeal and replace him. And we all know how fast and furiously this man can start a fight. Along with his skills at serial bankruptcy and gold-plating entire hotel lobbies, it is, perhaps, his greatest gift. Besides, surely this is what He has always dreamed of, The Donald as military hero. Correction: I mean, if he actually dreams instead of merely twitches. Can’t you see him sleep-twitching maniacally at night, in a bedroom very separate from Melania’s, his hands groping the darkness in front of him while he grunt-moans like Peter Boyle in Young Frankenstein.1 But it’s getting harder to dream in Trumpland, and all that’s left is to turn the empty Great Again gloats of his campaign into the nightmare they were always meant to be. Looking for wars—only the best wars, of course, really terrific wars—was always part of the Plan. Almost certainly shunted to the front of the line now. Because as every petty tyrant knows, every casual reader of Machiavelli or The Art of the Deal can tell you, escalating conflict is, and has always been, the quickest and surest way to consolidate power. For a man obsessed with poll numbers, threatening war, waging war, also happens to be the fastest way a Loser can redeem himself in the public’s mind. And so I await, in the coming weeks and months, more bellicose banter and general weirdness with weird-ass North Korea. Hawkish threats to China over the South China Sea. Saber-rattling at anyone with a saber. Maybe our own little Falklands. That would be cute. What I really worry about, what keeps me up at night, is where war under Donald would take us as a country. Not so much militarily as democratically. Because: We already know Trump’s dictatorial disposition, his romantic a≠ection for thugs and violent strongmen, his zero-level interest in democratic institutions. And so, yes, I flat-out worry that he will relish, seize, and exploit any martial opportunity to distract the masses, assume more powers, and blunt all opposition—much the way his BFF Vladimir Putin did in 1999. Do you know
this story, the Origin Story of Vlad? There is a chilling lesson in it, so let me retell it before it happens in real time. That year, as GQ originally reported, Putin, newly installed in o∞ce and su≠ering anemic poll numbers, seized upon a crisis surrounding a series of suspicious apartment bombings in Russia. The resulting military-police action, dubious at best and overkill at every step, soon devolved into an excuse for a war with Chechnya. More to the point, it turned Putin from an unpopular ex-KGB hack into a fullfledged dictator-hero. Having “crushed” what he claimed to be a terrorist cabal, he became beloved as Protector of the Russians, the dashing despot with pet tigers whom we all love and fear.2 Soon he was free to do whatever he wanted: dismantle or arrest the opposition, strangle the free media, and (my lawyer is advising me to place the word “allegedly” in here) allegedly allow goons to poison and murder anyone who dared cross him. It’s staggering. When you see how many Putin critics have died mysterious deaths in recent years, it really makes you marvel, and wonder: How does he (allegedly!) find the time? That is the grim fable we must avoid at every cost. So please don’t be surprised if the next chapter of It Can’t Happen Here happens here. It still can’t happen here
JIMNELSON EDITOR-IN-CHIEF
H He doesn’t pass the eye test. He never has. I know this about him going in— the coaches and scouts who dismissed him because he didn’t play right, didn’t act right, didn’t look right. One early scouting report reads like a series of taunts from the Bully of the Beach in the old Charles Atlas comic strips:
“Far below NBA standard in regard to explosiveness and athleticism…extremely small… needs to add some muscles to his upper body, but appears as though he’ll always be skinny…not a natural point guard that an NBA team can rely on to run a team.” I know how wrong his doubters proved to be. I know the truth: that he’s the first unanimous MVP in NBA history, that he’s the best shooter ever to lay hands on a ball, that he’s changed the fundamental geometry of the game itself. There is a generation of kids, from the college level on down, who are imitating Steph’s moves, throwing up Curry-style half-court shots while chomping, Curry-style, on their half-expectorated mouth guards. And yet when I meet the man this spring, at the Golden State Warriors practice facility, my eyes tell me what they tell me and I think, like so many before me, and quite stupidly: Uh, I thought Stephen Curry would be bigger. As I lurk behind the goalpost, dazzled and half hypnotized by the shhhick!…shhhick!
shhhick! (a sound sibilant and crisp and, somehow, grinning) as he sinks 35 threepointshots in a row, the nay-saying thoughtsabout Curry and the Goliaths he’s going tomeet in the playo≠s assert themselves. Hisvertical leap is a whole foot shorter than Russell Westbrook’s.… LeBron James outweighs him by 60 pounds.… Even Curry is not immune to such doubts. “Would I have told you my rookie year, ‘I’m gonna be MVP someday’? No way,” he says. “I didn’t know what the ceiling was.” Does he now? Do we? Curry knows he has unfinished business to attend to this season before any question about his ceiling can be addressed, just as he knows the world is watching and wondering. Yet in practice he radiates nothing but balletic ease. (His record for consecutive threes is 77; he considers any day in which he sinks fewer than 80 out of 100 to be an o≠ day, an ugly day.) The display is impressive, of course, but it’s also quite beautiful. Curry himself, even before he gets a basketball in his hands and starts to move, is a beautiful human being. And “beautiful,” not “handsome,” is the correct word here. Teammates and opponents both used to describe Michael Jordan as a hard man, and he looked and acted the part: cut from stone, built for combat. Curry, on the other hand, is a Warrior who looks nothing like a warrior. He’s 29 but still baby-faced, with soft sunny features and bright green-gray eyes. There’s an optimistic cast to his face—he looks like he’s smiling even when he’s not. Or, as Warriors head coach Steve Kerr says, “Steph looks like he’s 12 years old.” But it’s the sight of Curry in motion that hypnotizes. The 100-shot progression resembles an étude rather than a drill. One assistant coach, Nick U’Ren, places himself under the hoop, secures each ball after it shhhicks the net, and distributes it to another assistant coach, Bruce Fraser— known as the Curry Whisperer—who fires passes to his shooter from di≠erent positions, constantly varying angle, speed, and arc. Curry remains in perpetual motion, releasing every three seconds or so, slowly tracing the half orbit of the three-point arc from one corner to the other. The exactitude of
inch from the arc with every shot—creates the impression that he’s negotiating a tightrope, not a painted line. He doesn’t achieve much air on his jump shot. The question that raises (Why aren’t half this guy’s shots blocked?) gets aswered with every ball Fraser feeds him: Thhands! The speed with which Curry can receive a pass and transition it into a shot is simply astonishing—to the naked eye he oftseems to be volleying, rather than catching, thball. “I’ve always suspected he has extra nerves in his fingertips,” says U’Ren. “His ability to manipulate and adjust the ball in a fraction of a second, to transition the angle or arc of his shot in response to what a defender is doing, is unlike anything I’ve ever seen.” “Steph has an almost superhuman ability to micro-self-correct on his own,” Fraser adds. “But then if one of us says, ‘Try this,’ he’s able to process the change faster than anyone I’ve ever seen. He’s the most ecable player I’ve ever known—both in terms of his willingness to listen and in his ability to absorb and execute.” That soft touch, that combination of finesse and pliancy of temperament—it’s Curry’s singular gift, but it’s also the source of all the talk over the years that he’s, well, soft. It’s instructive (and unavoidable) to compare Curry in this regard to his nemesis. LeBron James, the league’s other generational talent, is an unstoppable blunt-force trauma of a player, but he has none of Curry’s silkiness and grace. There’s something dancerly about Curry’s athleticism. He’s one of the few players in the history of the game capable of producing the illusion that he can change the direction of his body after leaving the ground. “The one downside to Stephen Curry, if you insist on looking for one,” Fraser says, “is that he sometimes loses focus.” It’s true: Throughout the drill, Curry’s eyes are everywhere. Draymond Green is 40 feet away, telling a reporter that despite the double technical he landed the week before, “I am not a bad boy, I’m just Draymond!”—and Curry chimes in, “S’right, Dray! Tell ’em!” Kevin Durant is down the floor practicing pirouettes, ball in hand, to improve his balance and core strength—and Curry finds the time to chirp, “Dance, KD, dance!” The threepoint arc no longer