You sure can. More and more men are finding that French cuffs are a wise way to distinguish themselves from the increasing number of well-dressed gents in the workplace and on the social scene. But are they for you?

Known as double cuffs in Britain, French cuffs were once the exclusive province of boardroom swells, international financiers, and powerful attorneys, but now they’re turning up on college kids and entry-level professionals.

The trend kicked off about six years ago when Lehman Brothers became the first bank to nix its business casual dress code and insisted on more professional attire. Other firms quickly followed.

Brad Pitt gave the trend a big boost in last year’s Ocean’s 13 by wearing French cuffs in a non-traditional way—the cuffs fully opened instead of folded back, sans tie, and the shirt collar not just merely unbuttoned but splayed across his jacket lapels.

Some stylish gents prefer not to go that far. They pair French cuffs and cuff links with jeans and a blazer—a marriage of classic style to a modern trend.

Others modern gentleman like the opportunity French cuffs affords them to add a little bling—i.e., cuff links—to their wardrobe without resorting to gaudy chains or ear rings. Jazzy or snazzy, elegant or low-key, cuff links help a modern gentleman ratchet up his personal style. If only there were an online store with a wide selection of French Cuff Shirts and Cufflinks...

 The recent news of Maria Sharapova's endorsement deal with Tiffany's begged TCL to wax nostalgic for the bygone days of the tennis diva.

We love the flapper-inspired Nike number Sharapova's wearing at Roland Garros. The color is gorgeous and the drop-waist cut flattering. Even better, Tiffany's accessorized this "Paris dress" with pearl buttons that fasten in back. The look recalls tennis' first divas, Suzanne Lenglen and Helen Wills. Should Sharapova eschew her usual sex-appeal-killing visor for a Wills-like cloche, we would be forever in her thrall.

That got us thinking about the dearth of divas now on tour. So what that Sharapova will sport a pair of Elsa Peretti-designed earrings that cost $1,150? Remember Serena Williams' $40,000 diamond chandelier earrings? And her "tennis earrings," also a cool forty thou? By comparison, Sharapova's "Wave" earrings are a ratty raccoon stole to Serena's full-length mink.

And why was the reigning Australian Open champ the only diva showcasing her wardrobe this season? We pine for the days when the Williams sisters held separate press conferences for their clothes. We miss Martina Hingis, the Joan Collins of tennis divas. We miss her doubles partner and co-conspiradivator Anna Kournikova. We sigh for the golden days -- before Venus got her AARP card and Serena began shopping at Lane Bryant.

A few players aspire to divahood, but please. Ashley Harkleroad might be a cutie, but her appearance in an upcoming Playboy doesn't qualify her for Miss Thing status. Instead, as with Amanda Beard's decision to bear all for Hef, it smacks of a last, desperate grasp at fame and fortune. Jelena Jankovic has been shopping like a diva, but she lacks two essentials. First, she has to win -- and win a lot. Then, well,  ... here, see for yourself. No one else is even close.

Sharapova has the right qualifications, especially if she completes a career Grand Slam next week by winning the French Open. Too bad it's the wrong time.

To be a prima donna in women's tennis, you've gotta have other prima donnas whom you toil to set yourself apart from. Otherwise, your $1,050 earrings don't look a whole lot different than everyone else's Claire's purchase.

New York Rangers winger Sean Avery made his first public appearance Tuesday night in his role as Vogue's trophy intern, escorting Vera Wang for the Fragrance Foundation's 36th Annual Fifi Awards.

Wang received a Hall of Fame award, for which Intern Sean introduced her.

That may explain why he raided Tony Romo's closet for this don't-notice-me black-and-white snoozer of a suit: As all good interns do, Avery was deflecting attention so as to help the star shine.

Hmm. Hard to believe from the NHL's most conspicuous pain in the derrière, the guilty party in the pointedly named "Nitwit Rule," which bars players from distracting their opponents by acting like complete buttheads. And a guy who'll do and say anything to get attention, even if it means spewing racial slurs and picking on cancer patients.

Avery claims hockey bores him and insists he wants to become the editor of a fashion magazine, like his boss for the summer, Anna Wintour. So, okay, we've seen his metrosexual side, and know his habit of clutching the elbows of celebrity fashion plates.

But dressing like a pallbearer? Wearing so much pancake makeup that he might be mistaken for the corpse?

Could it be that Sean "Super Pest" Avery is finally taking one for the team?

Disclaimer: there is no truth to the following post; only a great deal of truthiness.

The necktie has been the #1 Father's Day gift since 1006 A.D. A mere 1,000 years later, in 2006, NPR broke the news that the gifting of a tie for Father's Day had jumped the shark, calling the "ubiquitous but anachronistic artifact of Western culture" both "sad" and "as cliché as giving a blender as a wedding gift" (oops! is that cliché?).

With the "casualization" of America over the past few decades, the ol' four-in-hand is slowly being replaced by other gifts. In particular, electronics, tools, BBQ accessories, and gift cards are gaining in popularity, but there is one item of clothing that appears to be overtaking the necktie as the quintessential Father's Day gift: the Golf Shirt.

It makes a lot of sense. Many dads golf, and according to recent polls, a plurality of their children believe he should be wearing a shirt while doing it. Just like ties used to afford the opportunity to give Dad something with some color, so does the golf shirt. They are also both excellent gift ideas around $100. But most importantly, the golf shirt has become an accepted top for men for business casual wear (or at least for Casual Fridays). So for the Dad that no longer gets to wear a tie to work, a crisp, new, colorful golf shirt has 999 years left before it will become cliché.

And, as a reward to our most clever, loyal readers, we've got a $50 gift certificate for the comment that offers the best example of another "ubiquitous but anachronistic artifact of Western culture".

DAN KOPPEN: Hi, Tom! Wow, I can't believe how awesome this public appearance stuff is! Thanks for inviting me!

TB: Dan. What's with the tuck? You're so tightly wrapped, I could drop a quarter on your belly and it would boomarang back. No one tucks, Dan. That was last century.

DK: Huh? Wha...?

TOM BRADY: And a white oxford? Dan, I've said this before: You need something slimming. White is not slimming.

DK: Geez, I thought I looked clean and neat. Doesn't this say I'm a good guy? That I'm trustworthy and dependable?

TB: Black, for lack of a better word, is good. Black is right. Black works. White? Well, white and khaki ... khaki is for wimps.

DK: Oh. Um. Uhhh, ... geez.

TB: You could've been one of the great ones, Dan. I look at you and see ... well, I don't see myself. I mean, honestly, no way you could reach that level. But, you know, if you clean up, what's Sean Avery got that you don't?

TB: I GAVE you an Audi Q7 SUV! I GAVE you a chance to shine! I gave you EVERYTHING! A White oxford tucked into khaki chinos AND A BLACK BELT? -- I open the door for you and THIS is how you pay me back?

DK: I don't know. I guess I'm just an offensive lineman. As much as I want to be Tom Brady, I'll always be just an offensive lineman.

TB: It's all about looking good, kid. The rest is conversation.

Hard to believe it's been a year and a half since Michael Toschi first mentioned a very exclusive project he would be undertaking to both celebrate and preserve the art of the handmade shoe. Now, Michael Toschi is not the only shoemaker in the world offering a benchmade shoe, but as a shoe company first, they see firsthand the true artisan shoemaker slowly fading from the landscape in favor of machines. 

The project was called "Vecchia Mano" which, in Italian, literally means "old hand". We wrote about the launch of the program last January, but never published photos (we have iPhone photos of every model but have not shared them for fear of reprisals from angry Italians [we base that stereotype solely on movies we've seen]).

The shoes have been available for purchase solely through invitation-only events hosted by Toschi's top retailers. They retail for $1,600-$2,500, and having owned 2 pair now, the biggest problem with them is that they are so nice, I am afraid to wear them if I know I will be walking on anything other than carpet or rose petals. 

The pair above are from the Venezia line (our favorite due to the contrasting soles & stitching), and they are a gift to our top Michael Toschi shoe customer. Toschi's biggest fans are a small, but growing, group of aficionados that include former & current Presidents of foreign nations, music moguls, and professional athletes. These happen to be a size 15 for a future baseball Hall-of-Famer, and we hope he will wear them to his induction. Who is the lucky guy? We're gentlemen...we would never kiss-&-tell.