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"function anyCheck(form) { var total = 0; var max = form.ckbox.length; for (var idx = 0; idx &amp;lt; max; idx++) { if (eval(\"document.playlist.ckbox[\" + idx + \"].checked\") == true) {   total += 5;  } } document.getElementById('score').innerHTML=\"\"+total+\"\"; if (total == 0) { document.getElementById('description').innerHTML=\"0 Points\n\nYou picked up the wrong magazine. Guns &amp;amp; Ammo is the next rack over.\"; } if (total &amp;gt;= 5) { document.getElementById('description').innerHTML=\"5-10 Points\n\nYou're very secure in your style. Or somewhat afraid of reflective surfaces.\"; } if (total &amp;gt;= 15) { document.getElementById('description').innerHTML=\"15-25 Points\n\nBorderline peacock.\"; } if (total &amp;gt;= 30) { document.getElementById('description').innerHTML=\"30 Points or Higher\n\nYou're trying to catch your reflection in this page, aren't you?\"; } }     Meet the American male peacock. A trend-monkey of the highest order, gifted at knowing what's cool at this very nanosecond, incapable of applying this knowledge with any moderation. He gets high on the fumes wafting off the fabric at Odin, erect at the sight of pocket squares, goosefleshy at the words red brick sole. Among his kind, he speaks in a mysterious tongue. The glare of his judgment is merciless. He is, in short, a monumental douchebag. And here is everything you need to know about him\u2014including, most crucially, how not to become him.\n\n  Sprechen Sie Peacock?\n\nTo the external world, this unusual dialect can sound impenetrable, but its roots are actually quite familiar. Begin with hip-hop slang. Appropriate. Overuse. Repeat. \u2014JON WILDE AND SEAN HOTCHKISS  Based: adj. Ballsy and unexpected, in a good way. Example: \"Oh shit, is he rocking camo over purple? That dude is based!\" Dub monks: n. Double monkstrap dress shoes. Example: \"It was either pay rent or spring for the John Lobb dub monks, and I went for the dub monks.\" OCBD: n. Acronym for an oord cloth shirt with a button-down collar. Example: \"I kept it simple today: just an OCBD under an Isaia jacket.\"  Crispy: adj. Fresh, exciting, on point. Example: \"Did you see Ryan Gosling in that brown Gucci three-piece? So crispy!\" Mewelry: n. Portmanteau of man jewelry. Example: \"Stacked bracelets and a vintage Rollie? Strong mewelry game.\" Steez: n. Personal sense of style. Example: \"I always see dudes wearing vests over their suits, but it's not my steez.\" \n\n Your Tail Feathers are Showing\n\nThe One-Minute Self-Diagnosis\n\nCheck every item on this list that you've used as a mirror                         Total Score    Don't Be Such A (Pea)Cock\n\n Five Foolproof Rules for Wearing the Trends the Right Way\n\n By Jim Moore, GQ Creative Director  1\n\n Don't forget you live in the twenty-first century, not the eighteenth.   2\n\n If you can see your lapels in your peripheral vision, they are too wide.  3\n\n Never confuse lavender with purple. Only Prince can wear purple.  4\n\n Unless you are Steven Tyler, the point of a scarf is to keep you warm.  5\n\n You are not Steven Tyler. \n\nRare Flock\n\n Four peacocks who earned their feathers* by Glenn O'Brien\n\nHercules\n\n circa 2500 b.c.\n\n He was ripped    and tan. He wore    a lion skin. As with    Pablo Picasso,    women could not   resist his stare.\n\nFacebookPinterestFacebookPinterest\n\nLiberace\n\n born 1919\n\n Hypnotized    women with campy    flamboyance,    rhinestones,    and fur. Later    conquered Vegas    and converted    Elvis to over-thetop   costumes.\n\nGeorge \"Beau\"    Brummell\n\n born 1778\n\n The first    celebrity, courted    by princes, he    created the modern    suit and formfitting    fit. Tossed the    frills in favor of    perfect manly    tailoring. Perfected    the cravat. Had a    snuffbox for every   day of the year.\n\nFacebookPinterestFacebookPinterest\n\nWalt Frazier\n\n born 1945\n\n The Knicks    star introduced    the mainstream    to haute pimp    flamboyance,    combining player    aesthetics with   serious tailoring.\n\nThe Bird-Watcher\n\n What a peacock looks like through a woman's eyes\n\n Guys might want to punch this guy in the  face. Or in the sternum, between his third  and fourth shirt buttons, right in the tie  bar, because sweet Jesus, where else would  the tie bar go?\n\nBut to girls? He's superhot. Because  head-to-toe peacocking is the tramp stamp  of dudes\u2014a sign of insecurity, of pliancy. So  if the peacock we've spotted is not gay, we'll  make a move. As far as we're concerned,  we've hit clean-nailed, moisturized pay dirt.  We break down his sartorial checklist up  close: Bleached teeth. Professionally altered  pants. The \"correct\" belt buckle. It'll be  hot, and we'll feel extra hot, because he'll  be preoccupied sniffng his own perfectly  trimmed beard for off-putting food smells.   We watch him watch himself in the  reflection of our eyes. We're empowered  by the knowledge that we could have  a mangled, makeup-smeared knee for a  face and he'll always feel uglier. This is  a stranger to get naked with. This peacock's  going to get it, and it's going to be great. \n\nThen there's the substrain of peacock  who's mastered the harmony of all these  signifiers screaming in concert. The guy  who pulls off a salt-and-pepper bouffant,  aviators, and driving gloves like he was  born in them. That's not insecure\u2014it's  better than insecure: It's scary. What you've  spotted isn't a peacock. It's a grifter. Or a  murderer. And we find those guys really  attractive.\u2014MARY H. K. CHOI\n\nFacebookPinterestFacebookPinterestFacebookPinterest\n\n a.k.a. \"Cuci Mane\"\n\n The Holy See of Cashmere Michael Bastian\n\n a.k.a. \"Basty\"\n\n Captain Americana Nickelson Wooster\n\n a.k.a. \"Woost God\"\n\n Lord of Street Style Mark McNairy\n\n a.k.a. \"McNasty\"\n\n Patron Saint of Footwear"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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