Life is just a chain of daisies when you slip into careful, now these revolutionary hot pants — with their ever-so-daring accent provacateur — just unveiled by famous radical designer Edridge Cleaver of Paris. The trousers de-castrated the man. No need for sexting a la Anthony Weiner. With Penis Pants you were always out there.
Meet Eldridge Cleaver: Presidential Candidate And Penis Pants Inventor – UPROXX
If you board the wrong train, it is no use running along the corridor in the other direction. In , Eldridge Cleaver, having tried his hand at petty crime, insurrectionary sexual assault so-called , essay writing, public relations, civil rights activism, US presidential politics, and paramilitary training, decided to become a fashion designer. The menswear line he produced while on the run in Cuba, Algeria, and France his line was waggishly called Eldridge de Paris has faded nearly completely from memory, with the exception of one novel sartorial affectation: the Cleaver Sleeve. I like it. Is there a word in the English language capable of capturing the perverse blend of affection and gratitude we feel for our negative role models?
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Fashion and Otherness
Eldridge Cleaver's frequent personal and political reinventions fascinated -- and sometimes appalled -- the public. Having come to prominence in the late 's as the author of ''Soul on Ice'' and as the mediagenic mouthpiece for the Black Panthers, Cleaver, who died in , renounced his militancy in the mid's to join the Republican Party. Spiritually, he underwent similarly radical conversions, from being an atheist to becoming a born-again Christian who prayed with the televangelist Billy Graham. He was also a short-lived Moonie, founded the Cleaver Crusade for Christ in and the following year formed his own religion, Christlam, along with an auxiliary called the Guardians of the Sperm. Then he converted to Mormonism.
Henry VIII remains the poster boy for codpieces, those profane protuberances that drew eyes crotchward in the sixteenth century. And who could blame them? Sure, Henry sired notoriously few healthy children, but, in a famous portrait by Hans Holbein the Younger, he exudes the lusty mystery of a wellborn stud, his codpiece swollen with the stuff of life.