All posts tagged “Niche

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Look, I found a shell

Facebook is officially a graveyard of the banal. Look, I’m drinking an alcoholic beverage on a weekday. I’m ‘checking in’ at a members bar (that was trendy in 2005.) I’ve just been running. I’ve been in the sea and I found a shell. I’m flying… Read More

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His work is done

A middle-aged man in corduroy. A knight of the street. Jacket grooved like gently raked sand. Trousers the width of his ego. Shoes as polished as mirrors; reflecting, multiplying his majesty. He moves like a hot panther. He knows what he wants and he’s read… Read More

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Faux rolled out of bed chic

Sagging sweatshirts, rumpled, oversized joggers, the teats of a 1000 flaccid beanies – such is East London streetwear. But this apparent devotion to the slapdash, the sartorially insouciant, is of course highly considered. The labels are specific, the creases and the saggy shouldered posturing just… Read More

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The fresh stank of weed

Taking yesterday’s theme of colour, this cardie blenderises it into a single, sow’s breakfast of pigmentation. Part Missoni, part Haight Ashbury bongmaster – this is menswear luxe with the fresh stank of weed.