Monthly Archives: December 2010

While in San Francisco I stayed here.

I went here.

I accidentally walked in on the Sobe Lizards.

I went to the aquarium.

Every time I saw this bridge I was hoping an earthquake would happen while I wasn’t on it.

I saw this thing.

I held the camera at a low angle and turned the F-Stop all the way to the right just in time to capture the spec of dirt on my lens.

Pffft, these truffles are for poor people.

Only one left? What is this Herbville?

I stand corrected.

I was abruptly stopped from singing the Rice-a-Roni song, the trolly driver whispered into my ear: “Every single person thinks they are so fucking clever, you know what I think is clever? This Trolly is powered by the incinerator in the abortion clinic, watch how fast I can make it go!”

The lady at the Goyard store said that Goyard was invented 18 years before Louis Vuitton… Second place is the first loser.

I didn’t get lost.

I went to my friends new restaurant, Beast and the Hare.

I’m not sure how he did it, But Dylan put together a respectable eatery in the year since we last blacked out.

I put stuff in my mouth. Un-pause.

This is where he keeps the touching meat.  Go ahead, touch it.

This is the hipster office of the hottest stomach filler in the Mission.

I was invited to the annual night of bowling that every single shop is invited to.  It really brings everyone together. Boston boutiques would be incapable of this.

I saw my bestie Josh Bruner.  Josh is a mouse jockey over at True.  Hey that’s a sweet yo-yo Josh.. can I… oh.. its weed paraphernalia.

While in San Francisco I stopped in on a few friends. Most of you are familiar with Fatlace, the brand/community/store that has been around for over 10 years.  The success to Fatlace’s staying power is more than just t-shirts. (This next part is said in an 8 year old girls voice) C’mon, let’s go inside!

There are a few things you may not know about Mark Arcenal. Like, did you know he built and designed the first GAP website back in 1998? Did you know when he goes to drifting competitions people old and young line up to get his autograph?  Did you know he is the kindest humblest creature ever born? Did you know his “Illest” design outsells Affliction and Life Is Good combined?  I’m not sure about the last one but the others are true.

Since he talks about himself less than Helen Keller it’s hard to remember all of his accomplishments.  After seeing this piece I suddenly remembered Mark used to be a major force in San Francisco’s graffiti scene.  Those who wrote then would definitely recognize.  Oh, he didn’t paint this,  This was a gift from the local Cambodian gang.

Most creative studios contain the ever present Be@rbrick, KAWS, Obey prints, maybe a Hundreds Toy and some shoe samples.  Mark likes to collect Cars. To the untrained eye this 70′s era shitter wouldn’t make it to cash for clunkers.  But this original Nissan Skyline generates crowds at car shows, and Mark uses it for drifting… that’s like wearing original Jordans! I thought I got more pics of the Lotus in the back, but this is the only one.  Just add $55k to this photo.

Mark is starting to show signs of hoarding.

In the 70′s and 80′s there were a fraction of after market companies there are today.  Recaro racing seats are like Alpine Stars, you ain’t shit if you don’t have them.  From Porsche to Mustangs these are mandatory. Now Recaro makes car seats for infants, that’s some stunner shit.

Yamaha YSR was 20 years before mini sportbikes… and.. c’mon Mark now you’re just showing off.

Design within reach called… they want their reproduction sitting area back.

I spoke too soon…

Ariel view of the Fatlace empire.

Mark has a pretty solid foundation in several genres, Fatlace is just getting started. Maybe he should change “illest” to healthiest”?!

Not everything is a laughing matter. For some people the offices in this building in Beverly Hills are the last walls you will ever see.

Some of the doctors are the last people you will ever talk to.

I have hid it well, but most of my life I have suffered from a very private personal issue. Lot’s of Americans suffer from this. It can be a totally paralyzing abnormality. I could have kept it secret my entire life.  Except for pool parties, rope swings, and Six Flags Hurricane Harbor which until my treatment is over I have never been to.

I’m talking about Hairy Birthmark disorder, a socially deforming disease. Some people are born with it, some are just greek. Have you ever taken your shirt off at the beach? Or on a 40 foot Viking sport fisherman after catching a 300lbs Thresher Shark?  Maybe you have smoked a bunch of sherm and walked around Drais with your shirt unbuttoned? Well I have never known what that feels like.

Until today my hairy birthmark was only useful as an identifying marker for girls that claimed they slept with me. It’s hard to feel a tattoo in the dark, but when you have a werewolf patch on your back it is hard to deny.

No I’m not high fiving the Predator, this laser is the light that will open me up to a new life.  Who wants to play shirts vs skins at Venice beach all day? Me…

Will the psychical pain be greater than the emotional torture?

Soon I’ll just be singing “I whip my hair forth” because it will be erased off my back.

Dr. Hobbs has never met Dr. Romanelli, and seriously questioned his validity as a practicing medical professional.

She doesn’t have to be that exact, the laser is attracted to dark objects.  So it zaps the hair follicle… and Wesley Snipes.

I am seriously considering getting one of these for my apartment to remove all my hair.  To make my skin like an Asian’s skin. You know Asian’s do not have pours, that’s why their skin feels like a dolphin.

I’m just hoping that by me outing my birthmark issue it will help others come forward. It gets better.

It’s not cheap though, so when you leave throw as much Aveeno in your pockets to throw on eBay. This shit is like crack to old ladies.

So I woke up like I do every day with no plans and basically nothing to do.  I open the computer before I can open my eyes and I see Rick Rude posted some party flyer about some Family Guy party.  That was the extent of my commitment when at around ten of eight I rallied enough motivation to see if I could get in.

I texted Gomez while in line and using our habitual line skipper skills they let us in. “Who’s list are you on? Seth Mcfarlane? OK let them in.”

You wouldn’t believe me if I told you Gomez got Jake Busey’s phone number… or if I told you he called him Nick Nolte’s son to his face like 3 times.

Family Guy does parodies of Star Wars Movies, incase you are one of my three zark relatives that read this and get nauseous when the TV has too many colors on it. This was the DVD release party as well as the Christmas party for the show.

“Nah bitch I said I was on this season of dancing with SARS, it’s the same thing except every dancer is terminally ill.”

It’s A Trap!

“Snowflake I’ll explain it once more, this is called good touch, now do you remember what bad touch is?”

Look at this fucking hipster.

“So you like magic tricks? In regular light your shirt is black, but when we put a camera flash on it…”

DJ Rick Rude, is Hollywood’s quintessential Boston DJ, that has named himself after an unmemorable 80′s wrestler.

Oh, that’s why he is more sought after than a condom in Darfur.

How do you capitalize on this moment? By freezing up and making your girlfriend get in Seth Macfarlane‘s ear for no exaggeration, 5 minutes, about how I can be a writer on the show.  That’s like stopping the game and asking Derek Jeter If I can play the next game. I was certian he was going to tell her to get the fuck away from him but he stuck to it and passed us on to his assistant… phone should ring any second now….

Gomez said this kid is on True Blood.  I’m too lazy to google it.

This made my year.  Trevor Moore. From the epic Whitest Kids You Know, you have no idea what this means to me.  I’m crying as I write this. Nate Brown… if you are reading this… you know what to do… (call your brother and get me in the crew)

Not many people have ever seen Corgi. Even less have been invited inside his home.  I think I am the third person if you do not count social workers and Harry Connick Jr.

Corgi (Corgishoe), would like to issue a statement.  Corgi was fired.  He has worked with the The Hundreds since the beginning. Like, even before there was a bomb logo.  Like even before Ben and Bobby met at that semi formal prom in 2001.

How did the owner/operator/creator of Handsome Boy Shipping lose his throne?  After 6 years of of making sure every season made it to it’s destination.  Every online order showed up moments after clicking.  And every free promo ended up in the cheap, unappreciative hands of industry nerds. What HR policy could Corgi have overlooked?  Was it a violent offense?  Could there have been some black market tom foolering happening behind the scenes?

No. It was none of those reasons.  The key to Corgi’s undoing was himself.  In his own words; “Ben and Bobby purposely gave me a lot of rope, knowing I would eventually hang myself with it.”

Corgi does 2 things.  Sells sneakers, and love dogs.

4 months ago Corgi lost one of his best friends. El-A.  Forever his sunshine.

It’s almost incomprehensible to imagine how much he loves his dogs.

This is Cashew, not a replacement, but a new addition to Corgi’s collection.

Corgi’s collection spans more than just sneakers. What’s that book with my name on it?!

So that’s where the two missing Hundreds bikes went.

His eating habits are almost as bizarre as his lifestyle.  Yes, that is a freezer that only contains Cool Whip and corn.

What does the man that has triples of every single sneaker that has ever been made (no exaggeration)? These Asics Gels.  He runs about 14 miles a day in them.

Dear Asics, please send Corgi some new sneakers.  Because New Balance won’t.

This is just what he decided to photograph for his site this week. There are still about 2000 pairs in the Supreme warehouse, as well as a 3 bedroom ranch in the valley that looks like and episode of sneakerhead hoarders.

Corgi, maybe instead of selling your collection, you should just charge admission? If you know anyone that is hiring for their shipping department, you don’t get much more experienced than Corgishoe.

Tonight was The Hundreds Garfield event.  First thing you do when you get to a party is find out what the big deal item is and make a bee line for it before they run out.  The next thing you do is find some really cool people to stand next to so your party stock increases.

Then you find the reason everyone came to Santa Monica. Jim Davis.  He invented a fat orange cat that later became a license to print orange money! You wait your entire life for a moment like this, and all I could think to say was, “where’s Nermal?” His answer?  “Bobby HATES Nermal!”

Oh hey Janae Twisselman.  For once I didn’t need you to get me in… but how is the Soho House looking tomorrow?

Gomez Warren the III has been called the black me.

Bobby and Ben are so thrilled with this blog they hired my very own Mini Me!

Oh hey Mark.

The most amazing thing was right next to me.

Ben was proving to everyone that he brushed his teeth.

The Girl with the Nice but not sure if it’s real Chanel sweater.

This is Claw$ submission.. get it?

There’s the black Garfield toy, and Bernardo’s beard.

This baby was just ice grilling herbs all night.

The line was still crazy when I left at 10pm.

The Hundreds makes families.

This happened both literally and figuratively all night.

I haven’t seen anything this successful since Christa McAuliffe decided to become an astronaut!

I vowed to never do another movie review.  Which sucks because my connection to this movie is pretty strong, and I got to see it 2 weeks before everyone at this event. Last Saturday night, And Still on La Brea hosted the after party for the movie premier of The Fighter.  Which meant I didn’t need an invite to get in.  This movie is awesome because it’s based on 3 amazing true stories that could stand on their own, but together its just incredible.  I lived on the outskirts of Lowell so I always heard the rumors, I’ve seen High on Crack Street a million times.  In 2000 I lived with Dickie Eklund. This is a bacon cupcake.

Contrary to what Facebook may say, I only have 5 friends.

The owners of And Still.  The mysterious Jermey, vaguely looks like someone I used to buy steroids from.  Laura, Kirks better half is an owner by association.  And… who the fuck names their kid Kirk?

Even more elusive sighting is Corgie, with his chaperon Stephanie Loveless.

Coincidentally Adam is the artist that designed the Garfield toy, which only me and him have seen.

Amy Adams is the lead actress in The Fighter. Who’d a thought your Oscar nomination would ever have anything to do with Lowell Mass.

Brian only takes profile shots.

Buff Monster!

This was the gift bag from the party.  Tee’s, a hoodie, some silk screened posters. A little book that says “I’m squirrely as fuck.”

Last Friday Deon Point from ye olde CONCEPTS back in Boston came to town for a little party. Since it was my birthday he decided to invited me to share in all his VIPness.

Skullcandy spent some of the 142 Million they made last year on a decent party at My House. Mix Master Mike is doing something that has all these people’s attention.

I caught Ash from Spirit Hoods lurking.

The hotness seems to be unbalanced to one side of this picture. Happy Birthday me.

Deon came to spend money. Which was upsetting to him because the drinks were free.

Deon cannot stop having fun, Chris from CQM, and HUF called me a dick, which I can’t deny but at the moment I was being very respectful. So get fucked HUF.

This Spirit Hood thing is really catching on…

Another Brockton native, John made the trek just for this party.  He owns a liquor store in Boston… so you can see why Deon is best friends with  him.

Mike, thanks for the gift bags, Deon thanks for brushing your teeth. And thanks to me for being on of L.A.’s top 100 bloggers…. I would argue the “non- celebrity” part.