Monthly Archives: October 2007

Here are some more lunatics fans who’ve been TH-stamped. Por vida!

Jess at Arizona State University gets Adamized:

Dustin from West Virginia can never part with Adam Bomb:

Adam from New York stylizes our Usugrow graphic:

Breezy from Arizona can’t fully commit. Yet. Next up, skin!

Speakin’ of tattoos, the Versus crew just put up the photos from their recent Permanent art show in which they asked a slew of the world’s best tattoo artists to contribute artwork for their store walls. Definitely had to have been there, but the online gallery will give you an idea of the craze that went down that night. Check it out here.

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As The Hundreds Fall season draws to an end, we wanted to tie things up by unveiling our first ELEMENTS New Era 59/50. Wrapped in our trademark JAGS^TM pattern, the Fall ELEMENTS fitted will drop at The Store here in Los Angeles on Friday morning. A limited supply will also be released online sometime next week.

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The fires are leaving a hazy residue in the air, so it made for an interesting commute this morning. Sepia toned au naturale.

The milk truck next to me was literally bursting at the seams with cowjuice.

It’s so strange how the City buffs over vandalism with their own odd display of art. Like random unsightly band aids.

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So let me set all the presumptions and snobbery aside from the beginning. Yes, I am keenly aware that a Nick Hornby book pales in comparison to some of your Vonnegut or Kafka excursions, but let’s be honest here. If your regular reading consists of checking my grade-school blog every morning, then there’s a strong chance that reading is not your forte.

That’s why I’m recommending this book, SLAM, to the vast lot of you single, angst-filled, males who stopped reading sometime around when Brother Bear Berenstein visited the Dentist. I picked this literature up on my flight back from Hong Kong solely off the fact that Nick Hornby is one of my favorite present-day writers. Not for his grand vocabulary or critical acclaim, but rather for his everyguy perspective on life. He’s the one who wrote High Fidelity (of course, the book is way better), About a Boy (never watched it, never read it), Fever Pitch (saw it, never read it, I just hope Jimmy Fallon doesn’t make an appearance in the book), and all these other novel-turned-movies that champion the loser guy who can’t get the girl because of his neuroticism and overall guyness.

I don’t keep up much with the universal book news, but according to the publish date, SLAM dropped sometime this year making that Hornby’s newest work, and his first teenage novel at that. It’s about a skater who goes home every night and confesses all his worries to a Tony Hawk poster. I mean, there’s a storyline about some girl and issues with his mom and other aspects of teenage life, but really, it’s about a boy and his imaginary Tony Hawk friend. It’s a fun read, moves fast, and might be a nice change of pace from staring at a screen all day.

Or you can just continue to get your daily fill of reading by checking Heppler’s blog and staring at Jeff’s belly.

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In case you’ve been living under a rock, or just stuck in the city of L.A., there’re actually about 6 wildfires that are still raging throughout Southern California. Because most of us don’t travel outside our area code on a regular basis, I’ve realized that most Angelenos are oblivious to the fact that many Californians are being evacuated left and right, from the Castaic area down to San Diego. Once again, thanks to Youtube, the world has plenty of firsthand accounts of what it’s like to watch your neighborhood go up in flames. One of my friends just managed to escape his San Diego home with his dogs before watching his house catch fire, without even having time to grab his wallet. Our condolences go out to those affected and let’s pray for rain.

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I got back to my desk this morning to find it had been taken over by shwag. Garry sent down all the new RMK/Livestock collaborative pieces, including the black raw denim and lightweight tees. I also finally got our double-label tee shirt that I based off of Strange Brew, which is a movie that you should be familiar with. Rick Moranis, donuts, beer, and bad Canadian jokes, eh.

Incase is one of those brands that I have always heard much about and admired from afar, but have actually never appreciated on a firsthand level. So Damon sent us a nice lil’ package of some of Incase’s greatest hits, including a very comprehensive backpack that can hold my entire life, topographical iPhone case which is so awesome that I’m gonna carry it around even though I don’t have an iPhone, and a stylish ballistic nylon laptop case lined with fur that feels so good I cut out 2 holes in the bottom and am wearing them as diapers. I can describe it for days, but neither words or photos do any justice to this stuff. Best luggage ever.

Nike sent some reflective Silver On AM 97s, which will definitely help me avoid getting hit by a truck when I go for a run. Again.

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So before I left Hong Kong, we headed over to Central for a makeshift photo shoot for Milk Magazine by my man Tony here. (I spy a vintage Rinse & Repeat tee. Bones would be proud.)

While we were down there, we stopped by the Bape store. As far as what the Ape has been up to as far as Hong Kong goes, supposedly the brand’s hype has died down a bit out there. Some locals even told me that you either see it on little kids or couples. The kids, I understand, because the Bape Kids collection is pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. But the couples?

I need one of these signs for my store.

About 5 minutes away by foot was the 1-month-old BBC store.

I’d love to show you more, except they wouldn’t let a camera near 3 miles of this place. They even yelled at me for staring at a hat for too long. But basically, the store was rather impressive and well thought-out. Although the building was narrow, the designers strategically used full-length mirrors and repeating wallpaper throughout the store to give it a broader effect of depth and dimension. There were actually several stories, and as the customer climbs up the stairs, s/he feels as if s/he’s riding a shuttle to outer space, the top floor being the moon, that displays special product in a revolving case. They did have those Rockin’ Jellybean tees and hoodies in stock but I forgot what they looked like because everytime I looked at them, the workers zapped my face with a Men In Black memory-erasing stick.

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