Archive for August, 2009

Just go with me on this one. I’m well aware that the third pair look a little like something you’d strap on before you met Flipper or perhaps Shamu onyour next scuba trip. But Raf Simons has tickled my fancy with these crazy creations. Especially the silver high tops. I mean, shiny? Check. High tops? check? That’s all I need. I think if he had included some purple I’d probably just pass out. And that’s just bad news for everyone.If the megamillions seem like they’re going your way, feel free to purchase me a couple of these ranging from $800 – $1300 USD at Hong Kong retailer IT. Unless you can afford a couple of these without fate intervening. In which case you should probably call me. Because we could get along famously.

Via: Hypebeast

Maybe it was the lackluster workweek, perhaps it was being accosted by the gregarious homeless man on the way home or maybe it was the Lifetime movie I just suffered through starring Gwyneth Paltrow and her father with a nub for an arm that killed her husband. Yeah, that was probably it. Either way, these shoes are speaking my soul. But before you go on a bloody rampage to please me, these are the only pair around…so think of a really good escape plan. This is the first edition by Revive Customs in a series that embrace his favorite horror directors. And I say violence is acceptable every now and then. Just ask nubby.

Via: NikeSB.org

Pegasus! I always knew you were magical. Here you go again, not only being fantabulous but also throwing in more purple. I always knew you loved me, Nike; I was just waiting for the grand gesture…I’m getting a little emotional here, just give me a second. Ok, these are hot. Like, birthday present hot. Scratch that. These are, “I was just thinking of you on this lovely August afternoon” hot. Hint hint wink wink. Available at size?, but act now, as I’m pretty sure I’ll be buying every pair they have to create my very own shrine. Don’t judge me.

Via: Hypebeast

We’ve all heard the spiel on the deathly death germs that leach to your plastic water bottles, not to mention the global warming monster that lurks in our dumps on account of the million years it takes for plastic to decompose. But fear not! Café Press has taken the, oh so lovely SIGG bottles that have turned into the new generic IPodlike accessory and given you the paintbrush. For $27.99 for a liter bottle you can add whatever you want; your favorite pics, your raison d’être, maybe even your food shopping list. Whatever floats your boat! Well…I wouldn’t throw any slurs or death threats on there. People at the gym will likely call the proper authorities, you weirdo.

Via: The Kitchn…and my very special Ivory

I have really good news. Maxwell is still alive! Who knew!? I’m so excited! After an 8 year sabbatical, Maxwell has toned down the fro and come back to grace us with some more soulful music. It’s about time.

I had a purple pony when I was little named Pegasus and while my fond memories with him can never be replaced; I wouldn’t mind building new ones with the new Nike Air Pegasus. I’d like to think that these kicks are just a reincarnation of my beloved little pony. The universe’s way of giving me back my precious moments and forgiving me for abandoning my dearest equine friend for an Olympic gymnast Barbie. Thanks, Universe. I promise not to let any plastic doll get between me and my new friend. If you’re feeling bad about ditching your old Cabbage Patch doll, Pegasus, and perhaps about naming him that in the first place, pick up your second chance at Standard’s Peachtree location.

Via: Hypebeast

If you don’t know by now, Married to the Mob is the standard in female streetwear, and doing their best to snuff anyone in their way. Get it? The mafia reference…oh, nevermind. Anyway, they’ve decided to bring in the fabulous Teyana Taylor to rep their Fall 2009, and I cosign. I mean, she did get a big strike for being on MTV’s Sweet Sixteen, but then again she did choreograph Beyonce’s Ring the Alarm at the ripe ole age of 15; before getting signed to Pharell’s label, Star Trak. Anyone who tells Beyonce what to do at 15 has my blessing. Plus she’s from Harlem, so I’m pretty sure she’d punch me in the throat for disapproving. MTTM’s fall line drops next week, so feel free to head to their site or any Alife store to pick me up a couple pieces and send it to my work address. Because big packages won’t fit in my home mailbox.

Via: Freshness

Like I needed another reason to want to creepily hug everyone in Hawaii. And those Pumas got me in the Waikiki mood! And even though these stores are located in Honolulu, I think I’ll survive. Kicks/Hi, founded in 2001 has a plethora of shoes that make me drool along with an overall aesthetic that turns me into a 13 year old bumping into the Senior captain of the football team. Supposedly the name represents “Kicks Hawaii,” but I’m pretty sure it’s just mocking my persona when walking into this place for a pair. “Kicks….hi…” (while waving awkwardly). I am that 13 year old.

Via: Complex