News reaches me that one of my brahs has been busting a new Nanamica blazer for the first time today. He’s been stalking the Roman alleyways of Bath in a SS14 stripy number. Nonchalant, like copping premo Japanese is just one of the tings he… Read More
What is money anyways? It’s just paper right? Or numbers? I mean, I know we all agree money’s worth something. But that’s only because we all agree to agree. In actual terms it’s worth nothing. It’s just printed paper. And numbers. Numbers aren’t worth anything.… Read More
This is a fuck ton of coat. Arguably more coat than one individual should be left in charge of. This coat is so much coat that it doesn’t just come with washing instructions, it comes with an operating manual. I’m not even sure the wearer… Read More
I have always been fascinated by the idea of trying to live in a park. You’ve seen those parks that have lakes and a big island in the middle? In there. On the island. Screened from everyone by bushes and sticks and grass and that.… Read More
The perils of the rucksack are as follows. If you over-pack it, your back will ache. If you don’t pack enough, it will slither limply off your shoulders and you’ll have to keep thumbing it back on. If you travel on London public transport, at… Read More
