Y’know, Jezebel has been having a great deal of entirely-deserved fun at the expense of International Male‘s iconic catalog’s history, and today’s post is no exception, except for the fact that the issues in question are issues I not only recognize but at one time possessed. Hey, I used to live in Calgary.
The soft focus, the sad, subservient, irrelevant female, the women’s underwear that looks like men’s underwear: Genius.
Of course it’s hilarious. No question. But I totally enjoyed those catalogs. Click on the image, above, for my favourite International Male model of all time, and whose work I enjoyed to such an extent that I could’ve single-handedly populated a mid-sized South American country.
TMI? I won’t apologize for anything, including the egregious use of double-entendres, above.








MY particular favorite IM catalog guy was this beefy italian looking one. Well, cum to think of it, I think there were SEVERAL beefier, Italian models when I was looking, erm… GETTING the catalog.
I must admit, that I DID buy a pair of red, suede and patent leather shoes from International Male… with embossed dragons on the toes.
I was going through an “asian” phase. Plus they were meant merely to be a fun, wardrobe “accent” piece.
You’ve certainly been consistent in your affections all this time…lol
yep, between you and me, we probably could have populated the southern hemisphere.
oh my….i can see why