One for the boys: Pete and Paul are the antidote to lumberjack fatigue

Hi Friday you little reakshow. It's been a long week back at the grind and I'm looking forward to an inspired weekend. I need a two day off arrangement right about now. Looking forward to quittin' time today.

So I almost always write more chick focused stuff, but today I thought I'd post one for the boys. My husband shouted to me from the bedroom this am as I was frantically searching for my shoes (don't ask) that there's a new name for that whole bearded lumberjack man, and of course living in Brooklyn, I'm well familiar with what Gearjunkie is referring to as the (get ready for it) "lumbersexual". I mean...I just threw up a little didn't you?  Unless you re chopping wood, please. I'm begging. Enough.

Like me, you may be ready for men to hop to it and change up this ridiculousness. And if you're a man, most likely you're ready for a new jump off too. And though of late I've been conscious of my nostalgic tendencies and am trying to be very forward in my thinking, I can't help but just love on some of the fashion from back in the day, and to me, stylewise, the above photo by the incredibly gifted photographer Janette Beckman of Pete Townsend and Pete Weller from 1981 is transcendent and to me epitomizes why being suave is so much better than being a bloody lumberjack.I kind of can't handle how good this photo is. G-d is in the details, darlings. I'm in love with the acute coolness of both of these boys.Thing is, I'm not sure these are just for boys- I'm prone to borrow from them and feel like I would love to wear either of these looks. Doesn't this photo make you never want to wear buffalo plaid again? Mercy.

Sometimes one photo makes my day. This one perfectly sums why true Brit style is cool beyond, stylish, and completely badass to boot. Cheers to a wonderful and stylish weekend. Perhaps take a cue from Paul and Pete when making fashion choices this weekend. Step away from the work boots. Say no to the ski cap. Say yes to something dapper and scrappy all at once. Here's a few more from Janette's archive, below, from the years of 1976-1982. These photos move me beyond belief- soulful, real, and so incredibly stylish. Some familiar faces there, too. What's not to love? Take heed, my little lumberjacks. Take heed.

Cause that's what up this going underground kind of Friday in the 212. Yours, in next level style. XO