As much as people don’t believe it, Ben and I have pretty much stopped reading the streetwear-based news blogs. I know I know, you don’t believe it. It’s like when I was 6 years old and my mom left me alone for an afternoon with a vat of caramel popcorn. At first, I couldn’t get enough. Then halfway down the bucket, my mouth was lathered with sugar and caramel, and it all started tasting like cardboard. Half an hour later, I was on my side, clutching my abdomen.
Same thing’s going on here. But I must admit, I’m still a sucker for the more personal blogs out there. Like when Ray takes us out to the club, or Leah takes us on vacation, or when Nick Jackson goes on and on about obscure music. For instance, I’m a fan of when Heppler takes us on his morning commute by way of Youtube, and when he makes a stop at the bank. So I’ll pay it forward and take you on my commute to the office here in Hong Kong this morning.