Category Archives: Features

Portraits of Punk — Alex: Menswear blogger, shit-starter

Posted on January 22, 2012 by Mario Carmine Moretto

Alex Yakovleff is a former punk who blogs about menswear at A Fistful of Style. He’s a #menswear rebel, whose “maximalist” style and tooth-and-nail devotion to thriftiness nips at the heels of the often-pricey “What to Wear” culture of men’s fashion. “Take me with a grain of salt and a whiskey back,” he tells readers. Continue reading →

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Going native in Maine nursing homes

Posted on October 18, 2011 by Mario Carmine Moretto

Evan Carroll slowly made his way through the halls of the Maine Veterans’ Home in Scarborough last Monday. He uses a walker, and is making the trek from the dementia unit, where he’s been staying, to the rehabilitation unit. Two nurses help carry all his belongings. “I’m just going to the other end of the building,” he tells another resident. “I’ll come back and visit.” Continue reading →

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Journalists aren’t superheroes. You don’t get an alter ego.

Posted on July 21, 2011 by Mario Carmine Moretto

Journalists are not Batman. You don’t get to take a night on the town as Bruce Wayne, unrecognizable from your brand. You take it with you everywhere you go. Pretending otherwise seems to me as silly as parading around in a cape and cowl. Continue reading →

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How Journalists Incite Violence, Courtesy of Sarah Palin

Posted on January 12, 2011 by Mario Carmine Moretto

Yesterday, Politico ran a story about how Republican 2012 hopefuls are responding to the shooting Saturday of Democratic Ariz. Rep. Gabrielle Giffords (among many others) in Tuscon. She wrote, “Palin, for her part, has practically gone underground since posting a … Continue reading →

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Portland’s Bird Whisperer

Posted on December 4, 2010 by Mario Carmine Moretto

I first caught sight of the Bird Whisperer riding his bike in circles in front of the Portland Museum of Art. He was wearing fire-engine red shorts, a fire-engine red T-shirt and a fire-engine red backward baseball cap. He was riding with only one hand on his handlebars and on his other outstretched hand was perched a pigeon. On his face was a huge, childlike smile. Continue reading →