Heather is amazing. In Paris, she indulged my internet needs and walked for close to 2 hours on 2 separate days through Pigalle, looking for thee Pigalle. She braved the cold, the sex shops, the strip clubs, the prostitutes and Chinese tourists all for me, yung Dennis.
Needless to say, we didn't find Pigalle. We found the cold desire of broken men and absolutely no hoodies with the black box logo, nothing! Just depressing sex.
I think I was depressed for like 1 day straight. Even Proust doesn't know the depression of failed shopping.
Anyways, it's now April and I'm in Joburg. Pigalle and Nike are collaborating on something...
I don't know... It's all hush hush but apparently it has something to do with the Nike Air Force 1, which is cool I guess.
What I want to know is when will Pigalle collab with Fabric of The Heart?
For your enjoyment, here are pictures of terrible people wearing Pigalle.
So it's been a while. For the last three weeks, I've faced riots outside my door, people molesting me on public transport, random children screaming my name and what for? Ya'll want another post.
Y'all want that buttery goodness to drip down off your computer screens and straight into your lives.
Anyways back to what matters, Supreme and Nike have collaborated again. Shorts, sneakers and vests. You can wear them all at once, if you feel like being a hypebeast. I'm pretty sure that these will go well with tribal tattoos. Also my man Migos, will probably dedicate a song to these, actually probably not, cause these look like a poor man's Versace. Also, what the hell is up with those foamposites? I gave up on Sketchers in 2001, I can't go back to that.
Quick caveat though, I have never owned a Supreme product or a Supreme X anybody joint. I own a fuck load of Nikes, but that's because I buy what I see on Tumblr. This stuff might look good on you, maybe if you're American, or maybe if you're a New Yorker or maybe if you're Tyga. Don't take me literally, I know how ya'll dudes roll. Seriously, don't be running up to me in the street. But I will never own these. Never in my life.
Yes please and thank you.
Why is Nike so amazing though?
But on the real, these would break my O.C.D heart, they'd have to be in the washing machine on the daily.
But let's just get 'em anyway.
Tommy upgraded my life (yet again) by buying me these beauts.
The inspiration and name comes directly from the word “Roshi,” which is a title given to a Zen master.
I don't know about Zen but I do know about love and this right here is some serious shoe loving. I mean I really, really love them. Look at the lime lining for goodness sake, it's pure magic.
Adidas has kinda fallen by the wayside since Nike has been throwing collabs, Roshe Runs and Flyknits around like poo flung by chimpanzees.
Have you ever seen the type of dude who is into Adidas footwear? Not a very nice type of guy, he lives a weird sports X lifestyle type of existence. And he really likes football, like goes Korean for kimchi hard, for football.
And is possibly David Beckham's left testicle.
These Rick Owens Adidas collaboration shoes remind me of alien feet. District 9 type steez.
So basically now Adidas is sports X lifestyle X David Beckham's left testicle X District 9.
I've never been much of a sneaker head, copin' the latest jordans or Air Forces has never been pretty high up on my list.
I mean I've always appreciated the laces off sneakers but like cars or tampons they've never really had my heart.
However lately, sneakers have been creepin' up slowly into my heart, I don't know why, the possibility of getting even like 5% of shoes that make the international footwear scene go into heat like a female deer in the spring of her life, is almost next to nil when you live in Roodepoort, South Africa. But the young go hards are increasing my sense of fashion insecurity with their Nike Roshe Run's and Yeezy 2's or whatever.
So if you're tired of hiding your tatty and fecal matter tinted vans every time a young go hard walks by, congratulations you're in luck!
Shea Serrano over at Four Pins has created an Alphabet of footwear with pictures!
Yay! Harambe! Viva!
Click the link and let it upgrade ya:
UPGRADE HERE!
Ingredients:
Fashion editor at Wonderland Magazine.
'88 baby.
Best advert for Nike since Michael Jordan (praise be upon him).
One part Senegalese plus one part French.
An afro that only Sideshow Bob could rock better.
Former Smoking Pic of The Day winner.
Julia, you're better than everyone basically.
Ice-cream pastels. The colours of The Care Bears and My Lil' Pony.
I love these colours, I want them in my wardrobe and on my wall and most importantly on my feet.
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