Dunno about you, but I like the idea of wearing a garment that looks like The Thing mid-assimilation. Bits hanging off, bits mismatching, faces sticking out screaming for their mum. Not so much the last one admittedly. But this gilet isn’t far off a fabric… Read More
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A fuck-ton of doner meat
I bet it took a long time to stick all those bits of paper on that wall and then rip them all off again. Looks like a cool place to stand around though. An artfully disheveled wall. Scraps of paper everywhere. It’s like a bunch… Read More
Oi lace head
When you’re prowling around in a hat with a big lace on the top, there can be a number of outcomes.
Psychedelic Muslimist madness
New year is all sorts of confusing. Post Christmas, the wallet is still bruised. But the sales are on and there are stone cold bargains to swag. My boo is telling me some sale boots I’m considering look like something Mr Tumnus would wear. But… Read More
Silently respecting your ass
Holy shit debonairs, check this. 300 quid for a patchwork vest? Are you invited to that game? I mean, doubtless, it’s an exclusive membership list. I think it’s appropriate for only two types of bro. Guys who already own every other conceivable item of clothing.… Read More
You don’t want your sheaths falling out during the Viennetta
So, Mr Frosty is swinging his big dick. It’s all styles of shivers out there right now. Time to get your layering game correct. Personally, I’m gonna hold off on the chunky knits until it gets fully perilous, preferring to multi-up on jacketing. I’m all… Read More





