This Week - Dec 27, 2013

But then, earlier this year, I went to a pop-up shop in West Chelsea and I realized it had gone too far. A dozen or so new and old Maine brands, L. L. Bean included, had set up booths in a giant garage and were selling everything from rugged flannels and earflap hats to saddles and benches made of re-claimed pine planks. It was evocative of Maine, but somehow not. The plaid button-downs and the river-guide shirts were as itchily familiar to me as the smell of a leaf pile in the backyard. But the Edison bulbs? The hand-stitched leather wallets? That wasn’t really what I remembered finding in the general store in my dad’s rural town of Stoneham (population: 250).

— Is America Finally Over Its Maine Moment? (If So, Thank God) (Chris Rovzar for Vanity Fair)

Bankers: First of all, don't cheer in a movie. It's weird. You can laugh, but no cheering. Second, guffawing while Leo attempts to evade federal indictment doesn't exactly help America's perception of your societal value. Hopefully this kind of euphoria was confined to one boozy, Financial District pre-screening (Paramount gave us popcorn and martinis upon entrance), because it would be a real shame if Martin Scorsese just accidentally inspired the future Jordan Belforts of the world.

— We Saw "The Wolf of Wall Street" With a Bunch of Wall Street Dudes and It Was Disturbing (Steven Perlberg for Business Insider)

Spike Jonze explores how we feel in love, both now and in the future, but one thing is certain: It doesn’t depend on showing lots of skin, which may, in the end, be the point. Sexual attraction has little to do with what we wear and occurs mostly in our minds. That means no thongs, no side-boob, nary a crop top to be found. And from a fashion perspective, watching the movie in 2013, that is perhaps the most radical idea of all.

— Review: The Radically Unsexy Fashions of Her (Stella Bugbee for NYMag)