a fresh voice

ah yes… finally a voice of reason. i’m sure you’ve heard of hypebeast, the locally based website that catalogs all the hottest releases in streetwear. its like a PR exec’s wet dream (if all those street brands could afford a PR exec). hence the rise of dontbelievethehypebeast.com. these guy(s)? are awesome in that they strip away the hype and relay the info with a healthy does of sarcasm and skepticism.

warhol x levis

warhol x levis

the second go round of the collab between factory warhol and levis is a go for fw06. highsnobiety has the deets.

this season looks a lot better than spring and i think i need a pair of the jeans…

madre de dias!

madre de dias!

holy crap. these dunks are currently at $2075 USD with 20 bids on ebay.

fashion is cruel

fashion is cruel

oh the poor wives of professional athletes. rich, pampered, crucified in the press. there’s a new term out there now. its called ‘WAGGED‘. its what happens when a couture fashion brand has its wares show up on the wives of english soccer stars such as Posh Spice. most brands would kill for this exposure but not when you’re Gucci or Burberry. who wants a commoner rocking your gear.

i can relate. even though i didn’t actually come up with the pieces, i spend a lot of time giving feedback to the designers shaping the Burton line. so boy do i get mad when i see a skier wearing head-to-toe AK snow camo that’s two sizes too small. grrrrrrr…

oh and i just had to post the picture of Karl. i miss seeing him fanning himself 24/7.

big dog

big dog

little brooklyn – new york’s answer to hello kitty.

how nike conquered skateboarding

how nike conquered skateboarding

great article on adbusters. from the article:

And the surveillance paid off. Within two years, Nike reissued the Dunk, a 1985 basketball shoe that executives discovered had been co-opted by skaters. And it kept on reissuing it

via adbusters

armani vs saville row

armani vs saville row

look out saville row, armani is stepping into the elite world of bespoke tailoring. making mad loot and want a custom suit that shows how much of a player you are? got somewhere between 5,000 – 75,000 pounds to spare? then call up armani and get yourself custom suit.

richmond night market pt 2

richmond night market pt 2

well i don’t know how i got talked into going after the sonic assault that confronted me last time out. (well yes i do, it was so funny it hurt) but unfortunately for our return appearance no such luck on the entertainment front. so i had to resort to actual browsing this time around and started to tally up the counterfeits. of course there were the usual haute couture brands but given my occupation i was more interested in the so called action sport/street brands such as:
roxy
billabong
stussy
diesel
ed hardy
bape
phat farm
es
quicksilver

but no burton. i guess we really don’t matter outside our own little world yet. either that or our factories actually keep a lid on our intellectual property.

i did however find this vintage chinese army messenger bag. i’m not sure what the characters say (i’m so white) but i’m sure its something along the lines of “work harder bitches!”

so hip it hurts

so hip it hurts

ikea returns counter… found this… 50-ish russian dude with his very elderly mother. i think he still lives at home but is trying to hold on to his youthful hipness. why? well obviously cause he shops at ikea but check out the casual insouciance of his untucked shirt. and nothing says young and hip like a pair of manpri’s. but i think he’s feeling a little conflicted with his granola self as you can see in his “i’m hip but earthy” wool socks, vegan leather hippy sandal combo. hot.

death of the metrosexual

death of the metrosexual

ha! i called it this past winter. the metrosexual is out, macho is in. and everything on the web is true right? right?

everybody is sick of carson and those queer eyes guys now and when mainstream advertising picks up on it you know its on. i mean there’s the burger king “manthem” then miller lite’s man laws.

i think lady boys will be the next trend after the macho thing runs its course.