Yesterday I sat playing Modern Warfare Free-for-All. I’m concentrating. Headphones on. Lost in the sounds of automatic gunfire, grenades and player chat. Then from nowhere: “Rampboy I’m going to fuck your mother.” I admit I was surprised. There are millions of global Modern Warfare players.… Read More
Dunno about you, but I think ‘Texas’ and I think cowboy hats, cowboy boots, lipsticked ladies with giant 80s perms and a casual indifference to loaded firearms. I don’t think interesting global menswear. I don’t think Document, Eastlogue, and ts(s). I don’t think the entire… Read More
Hold tight for a gripping tale. I once bought a blazer from b-Store, online, while living in the US. The jacket turned up after a few weeks and the sleeves were really slim. Like triangles, tapering to the wrist. Fine on the body and the… Read More
A little Ivy League, a bit posh golf course, a lot Marty McFly; this time machine of cloth and thread will usher you back to a time when you could smoke in offices, people ate meatloaf and being sexually inappropriate to your secretary was simply… Read More
The financial advisor said he’d call back about the problem with the mortgage. Damp, he’d said. The bank’s survey didn’t check out, he’d said. Don’t worry, I’ll sort it, he’d said. So where was the call? What’s the solution? The wife’s job is causing problems.… Read More
Capturing the twin perils of oversized check and smock, this monster from Kaptain Sunshine is pure weapon. Smocks are difficult. I tried a plain navy cotton one on in Present once, took one look and removed it – I looked like I should be puffing… Read More
