I suppose the new year lazy has to come to an end, so here’s the first post of 2016 – it’s a jacket, it’s green, it’s available to buy from a US shop that means us Britishists will have to stomach ruthless import duty. And… Read More
Hold the fuck tight, there’s an interesting story behind this picture of a cardigan. Take a second look. See anything interesting? Yes, you’re right. It’s on a black background. I never post product pictures on black backgrounds. I mean why would I? It just looks… Read More
I was in San Francisco last week. I know, get me. But you know what, it’s not even a big deal for a citizen of the globe like me. Some days I’m in Peckham, other days I’m in Reading. Next week I’m going to Bath.… Read More
I suspect the amount of people that would recognise this as part of Kapital’s “Kountry” collection, as apposed to the fragrant garms of a professional vagabond, are few. It’s an acquired taste. Like veal. Or depending on your perspective, piss. Personally, I’m a big fan… Read More
Who does this bro think he is? Damn his straight-up handsomeness. Damn his tan and his micro-beard. And damn his all-Needles summer get-up. What’s he fucking looking at over there? I bet nothing. I bet the photographer just said, “tilt your head to one side… Read More
Usually bros keep their winter coat game locked in a penitentiary of navy and black. I get that. A coat’s large bucks. Broheim can’t be tossing mad-stacks on a fucking tapestry. What happens if you tire of the patterning? Or worse, you start hearing, “Yo,… Read More
