Another year older…it’s a little depressing. But at least I’m not that guy.

So, my birthday is coming up and as you know I’m very subtle with my hints about gifts. So I won’t tell you that I want this more than anything in life. That’s not true. If you could get Shemar Moore to become my love slave I’d take that instead. But on the off chance that he is unavailable, I’ll take this. I mean…if you want. Look, subtlety is not my strong suit, so you can purchase it here and uhhhhh, thanks in advance.

Via: Freshness

Acrylick is making it very difficult for me to save my money for silly things like nourishment or rent. Because I think pretty tees are a much better use of my well earned money. And if Dr. Phil’s taught me anything this week its that if worse comes to worse, I can just become like that lady with 27 credit cards. It’s always important to have a back up plan. Write that down.

Via: Format

The word perforated used to remind me of 10th grade English. And that substitute with the lisp… Thank you Nike for the change. You do me proud.

Via: Freshness

Nothing like controlling your soundtrack without icicle hands.

Via: Cool Hunting

Chestnuts roasting on an open fiiiiire. Jack frost nipping at your noooose. I love the holidays. Love them. I may be the only person on the East Coast that thinks snow is a gift from heaven, but I don’t care. I don’t apologize. I wear it proud. I’m from Boston and I love snow. And I think that I have won New Balance over because they are planning to drop this fabulous colorway in time for the holidays. Happy Christmukkah!

Via: Hypebeast

72 pairs. Really Osneaker? Just 72 pairs. Why do you tease me so. You know that my cash flow is limited and yet you tease me with the idea of losing out on a perfect purple blazer. You cut me deep. I may never forgive you. Unless you come up with an acceptable amount of shoes for your next release. Then we’re cool. For those of you with a burgeoning bank account act quickly…and remember my birthday is coming soon. And to give is to receive. And sharing is cari…you get the picture. Here’s the link.

Via: Freshness

Finally…

Via: Hypebeast

It’s like the shamwow without the violent strippers! I might have to go ahead and order a couple. I’m all save the Earth now. Call me Gandhi. Ok, don’t call me Gandhi…I’m so much cuter.

Via: The Kitchn