Vintage boro kimono, vintage Levis 501s, Hanes tank and Birkenstock sandals. Currently listening to No Flex Zone by Rae Sremmurd.
I had a really nice day recently with my friend mrnje during his visit to Toronto. He snapped these photos of me in some of my vintage indigo favorites.
Street style snapped for MTV Fora wearing Henrik Vibskov shorts, Obakki shirt, Acne Studios sneakers and Super sunglasses. Currently listening to Pimp C Lives by The Dream.
3.1 Phillip Lim shoes, Super sunglasses, Rachel Comey bag, Obakki shorts (production sample), And Other Stories t-shirt and socks. Currently listening to Drop That NaeNae by We Are Toonz.
(Sorry if you already saw this—posted yesterday but was pixelated and drove me cray)
Edwin shirt, Acne Studios shorts, Margaret Howell lanyard, Super sunglasses and Converse 1970 Chuck Taylor shoes. Currently listening to Instagram by Cam’ron.
Spent last week in London for work and had a chance to meet up with Niesh for the first time.
You know what’s thrilling about the people you meet through Instagram? You’ve established common interests, so you know what you’re getting into. For us: tomboy styles, rap, and hardcore punk. We hit it off right away.
A rep for Edwin Europe, Neish took me by their Shoreditch store, where I found some fly summer shirting. Thought I’d put on both figuratively and literally here for the new homie.
You can be friends with Niesh too, follow her tumblr and instagram.
When I was kid my mom used to give my sister and I a dollar to get out of her hair. My sister would hit the convenience store and go in on five cent candies thinking it was the greatest bang for her buck. Me? I wanted a treat and toy which was a feat on a budget. My spending became more calculated. In time, I found a 50-cent bag of chips at the bulk food grocer. I used the other 50 cents on comics at the used book shop. I was big on EC—Vault of Horror, Tales From The Crypt, The Haunt of Fear—all a quarter. Heavy Metal was 50 cents but the format was larger and the art more spectacular, so of equal or greater value to EC.
For about a year I’d bring my chips and comics to the local baseball diamond and read in the dugout—sitting alone in the shade, engrossed in tales of horror and science-fiction fantasy. Somewhere around the age of 10 I became a collector, caring for my comics became as big a priority as reading them. I started to think of them as a collection, a whole as opposed to individual titles, and enjoyed putting them in plastic, filing them alphabetically in boxes beside my bed.
By high school I was approaching music and fashion like I had comic books. I’d forfeit summers working multiple jobs to buy records or shoes just for the sake of having them. While my peers were sleeping in or swimming I was cleaning hotel rooms and pumping gas for premium denim and mail-order demos. It was rewarding to plan, research, and hunt it down. And as soon as I had ‘it’, there was the next ‘it’ to motivate me.
I’ve never questioned what I like—food, fashion, film, art, music, design—which made me an excellent collector. But I’ve also never had the urge to actually create anything myself, until recently.
I’d been thinking about what I was going to wear this summer since January. I felt strongly about the slides and skaters we’d seen from Celine. And knew they’d pair nicely with structured shirting from my go-tos like Margaret Howell and Acne. Keeping it minimal and loose-fitting on the bottom as well, I was hoping to invest in those Comme des Garcons harem pants in a lightweight linen. Accessories would be little more than a straw hat, like my favorites from Reinhard Plank and 45rpm. But I was stuck on dresses. Nothing from SS14 runway that really jumped out. I began collecting images of kaftans from Pinterest and Tumblr—traditional garb from Persia, West Africa, and Southeast Asia. The androgyny, size, and movement of the kaftan was really speaking to me. So I decided to make one that met my needs.
Elizabeth Oliveira and I collaborated on two dresses (one pictured above). I brought her my vision via jpegs and verbal illustration. She constructed the first muslin and advised on fabrics. I chose two cotton-linen blends, rich in texture and stiff enough to hold a cuff. She considered draping, pocket placement, what type of footwear I’d be wearing with the piece, the depth of the neckline standing straight and bent-over. What you see above was made precisely for me.
My collection may never be complete, but it just got closer with this custom kaftan dress.