Lawrence and Zeph on their way to tell the groundskeeper of the Duomo that Filippo Brunelleschi didn’t design it quite swaggy enough.

Lawrence and Zeph on their way to tell the groundskeeper of the Duomo that Filippo Brunelleschi didn’t design it quite swaggy enough.

"New England" is an Italian brand (odd choice, I know) that also doesn’t retail in the United States.  It’s basically what Barena should look like.  I couldn’t decide what I enjoyed more, the subtle unfinished detailing or my conversation with their employees.  A great brand and even better people.

Italian footwear that uses Horween?  Yes, please.  
Castori is like a non-whack version of Mauri’s.  Basically, if Cam’Ron had any taste whatsoever, he’d be all over that.  They’ve only been around for five years and have expanded to five different countries.  I’m hoping they hit the US sometime in the near future.

Italian footwear that uses Horween?  Yes, please.  

Castori is like a non-whack version of Mauri’s.  Basically, if Cam’Ron had any taste whatsoever, he’d be all over that.  They’ve only been around for five years and have expanded to five different countries.  I’m hoping they hit the US sometime in the near future.

I had never heard of Ravazzolo before today, but I was blown away by their booth.  Beautifully blended fabrics, patches, thick-ass buttons and insane patterns—too bad they are only available in Italy and, as far as I could understand from the proprietor’s terrible English, are not sold on any Italian retailer’s website.  BUMMER.

I had never heard of Ravazzolo before today, but I was blown away by their booth.  Beautifully blended fabrics, patches, thick-ass buttons and insane patterns—too bad they are only available in Italy and, as far as I could understand from the proprietor’s terrible English, are not sold on any Italian retailer’s website.  BUMMER.

howtotalktogirlsatparties:

Our better halves.

Shout out to Tommy Ton for exposing my ass. 

howtotalktogirlsatparties:

Our better halves.

Shout out to Tommy Ton for exposing my ass. 

thiscouldbeaparty:

Lord Tariq and Peter Trunz

Some really dope dude shot this so he must be important.

thiscouldbeaparty:

Lord Tariq and Peter Trunz

Some really dope dude shot this so he must be important.

Jon and Jeremy, 2/3 of ROTM, en route to Fortezza da Basso earlier this morning.  
Shortly thereafter, Jon didn’t judge me for accidentally flinging a cigarette over my head when I gave him a demonstration regarding how Kidult paint bombs buildings in Paris.  For that, I am forever grateful.  

Jon and Jeremy, 2/3 of ROTM, en route to Fortezza da Basso earlier this morning.  

Shortly thereafter, Jon didn’t judge me for accidentally flinging a cigarette over my head when I gave him a demonstration regarding how Kidult paint bombs buildings in Paris.  For that, I am forever grateful.  

Dead ass, homeboy dropped some margarine on his pants before entering Pitti and decided to slather the entire pair to even out the colors instead of going home to change. Now that’s dedication if you ask me.  (I’m not mad at those blue suede single monks, though.)

Dead ass, homeboy dropped some margarine on his pants before entering Pitti and decided to slather the entire pair to even out the colors instead of going home to change. Now that’s dedication if you ask me. (I’m not mad at those blue suede single monks, though.)


Camo’s guerilla marketing campaign outside of Pitti Uomo drew a pretty huge crowd.  Sure, it was clever, and the kits looked pretty good, but you would have figured they would find some models who could actually play poker—shit kind of looked like a #menswear version of a Ciroc commercial.

Camo’s guerilla marketing campaign outside of Pitti Uomo drew a pretty huge crowd.  Sure, it was clever, and the kits looked pretty good, but you would have figured they would find some models who could actually play poker—shit kind of looked like a #menswear version of a Ciroc commercial.