This has only been on The Bureau for a few days and already they’ve only got one large left. I’m not quick enough to keep up with all the late season bangers. I guess, if you’re small, or don’t like the oversized vibe, you’re out… Read More
Occasionally a garment comes along which lampoons your sense of what a garment should be. Whittling your brain into a question mark, cleaving away rational thought and hosing it through a drain in the abattoir floor. This is such a garment. Histrionic, bewildering and mildly… Read More
So, do I think what I actually think, or am I just being told what to think and then thinking it? One of the many casualties of the whole ‘Brexit, Trump, the whole world turning into Nazis’ thing, is belief in independent thought. At least… Read More
Some garments demand curiosity as to their target wearer. This is such a piece. I can’t help but consider the occupation, social standing and philosophy of the kind of man comfortable in a chambray shirt covered in crude, felt cactuses?
The temptation with the brand Kapital is to spotlight the most freaky-ass pieces. The curious and downright haunting stuff; weird bipartisan love-ins between hand-wrought denim and acute schizophrenia. Yet arguably you’ll uncover the best the brand has to offer in the more restrained garments. Frequent… Read More
Yeah man, “fuck key“. Fuck all the keys. In fact, hang on, that’s a point. Why ‘key’ singular? This key ring can carry a number of keys? Then again, I’ve always thought the same about Football – it should be ‘Feetball’ surely? Whatever. This is… Read More
