Ugh. No sooner do we endorse Complex magazine, then the very next issue shows up with über-douchenozzle Kobe Bryant on the cover. Sorry, guys. But as always, the magazine redeems itself by being packed full of useful buyers' guides for headphones, carry-on luggage, button-up shirts, boxed jackets, and more. Even articles that don't look all that promising yield hidden gems like a Kazuki shirt and a Jack Spade bag. In fact, Complex is usually a handful of great pages amidst a fairly wide sea of crap. But those pages alone are worth the price of admission.