Must Have: Steve McQueen's Rolex Submariner

Included in Antiquorum's Important Collectors' Wristwatches auction on June 11 in NYC is the King of Cool's 1967 Rolex Submariner. McQueen wore the watch for many years (right) and it can be seen on-screen in his very last movie, 1980's The Hunter.

Years ago I switched my Submariner for a GMT Master II, in order to add a dash of color, but I would gladly trade it in for this one. Antiquorum has a ludicrously low estimate of $10,000 - $20,000 on the watch; I wouldn't be surprised if it fetched 10 times that.

Also included in the sale is the 1969 Heuer Monaco chronograph McQueen wore in 1971's Le Mans, a pretty iconic watch in its own right, as well as a vintage 1929 Scott motorcycle customized by Von Dutch.

How to Drive a Speedboat Without Spilling Your Drink

As demonstrated by Fiat heir Lapo Elkann, photographed for a Vanity Fair portfolio titled "Fortune's Children." Not everyone is enamored of Lapo, but few can deny the man has sprezzatura to spare. Here he is dressed to the nines while piloting the tender of his famous grandfather Gianni Agnelli's yacht, the Stealth, off the coast of Cannes.

On the few occasions when we've hung out with Lapo, he has always been charming, entertaining and of course terribly well dressed. His manners are impeccable, and if he strikes some as a trifle arrogant, well, who gives a damn? The man has true style, for which we're even willing to forgive that little incident with the transvestite hooker.

Portrait of an A$$hat

The kids at Gawker went crazy for our "World's Richest Asshole" nominee, Germany's Prince Marcus von Anhalt, though some quarreled with our nomenclature; "World's Biggest Asshole With Money" was one of the kinder emendations. Whatever you want to call him - The Prince of Doucheness springs to mind, though he prefers to be known as "Prince Germany" - there can be no doubt that the demonic flesh-peddler has captured the hearts and minds of lesser mortals from Central Park to Park Slope.

We hereby present the definitive Prince Asshat gallery, including some NSFW selections, possibly taken at the Villa Fantasia, one of Marcus' better-known brothels in Munich. FYI, Marcus' brothers also bought titles - kind of like when Ralph Lauren's brother Jerry decided to ditch Lifshitz as well - and are now known as Prince Oliver von Sachsen-Anhalt and Prince Michael von Anhalt. We'll save them for further installments of the Asshat Diaries. You may now scroll down after affixing Band-Aids to your eyes.

The World's Richest A$$hole

To be sure there's plenty of competition for that title, but we think Germany's Prince Marcus von Anhalt (above) has a pretty clear shot at it. Born Marcus Eberhardt in 1969, he started out as a butcher, went into the brothel business, did some time for tax evasion and human trafficking, then bought himself a title (from Zsa Zsa Gabor's husband): Prinz von Anhalt, Herzog zu Sachsen und Westfalen, Graf von Askanien. Now the SOB's latest stunt is driving around in this Rolls-Royce Phantom Drophead Coupe covered in a Louis Vuitton multicolored monogram print.



Last year lobster boy started the Royal Race - he likes to think he's royalty - a sort of Gumball 3000-style exotic auto rally for equally egregious eurotrash. He claims to be a millionaire "in the three digit range", says he owns 20 brothels and 26 cars, has a portfolio of luxury real estate in Los Angeles, Fort Lauderdale, Germany, Switzerland, Dubai and Monaco, and to claims to have a retinue of 12 bodyguards and 25 servants. Can the International Criminal Court please indict this douchebag for crimes against taste, nature and the fairer sex?

Live Next Door to J.D. Salinger

Chaseholme (above), a beautiful and historic estate adjacent to reclusive Catcher in the Rye author J.D. Salinger's compound in Cornish, New Hampshire has just come on the market for $1.15 million. Salinger, 90, has not published any new work since 1965 and has not been interviewed since 1980, but according to his biographer Paul Alexander he's been known to take an interest in local affairs.

Chaseholme is quite a bit nicer than Salinger's (by all accounts) dreary contemporary bunker. Built in 1797 and expanded over the years, the Federal style house has seven bedrooms and eight fireplaces, while the 13-acre property includes a heated pool, bath house, greenhouse, tennis court and barn. Plus you get to borrow a cup of sugar from Holden himself. Check out more pix here.