I gotta fall thru the next ‘Goose On The Deuce’ event. Cats are really stuntin’ this lifestyle hardbody. Big up to Disco and Rack-‘Lo
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Goose On The Deuce…
Sunday, February 20th, 2011The Boot Camp Clique Chronicles…
Saturday, February 19th, 2011
I need the skills of a master cobbler right now. But not even a master bootmaker can repair the sole of a Timberland field boot when it fails.
So I’m either gonna send the boot back to Timberland for a replacement or keep the upper in my archives awaiting the day that the Timberland outsole gets put on the market.
Living The Lifestyle…
Friday, February 18th, 2011
Lifestylers call the above jacket a ‘UNI’ patch ski jacket. I wonder if that is because the earlier iterations of the logo appeared to have winged horse, a Pegasus, which folks in the ‘hood considered to be a unicorn. The ‘hood don’t want to know the physical difference between Pegasus and a unicorn. The ‘hood just want to know how much it cost.
That is why the Polo ski goose is such a transcendent item in my collection. Before the rugby and the knit shirt with the polo player you have to recognize how the ski jacket was a ruthlessly coveted winter staple. You see, even before the Gerry G and the Polo goose you had kids dying over leather V goose jackets. Nobody would dare get in a kids way who wanted this jacket.
Unless you were the kid wearing it.
This dude went to Art & Design, or maybe it was Humanities, or Norman Thomas, or some high school where Black kids felt comfortable wearing their high end fashion. I followed him from the Queens Plaza subway station. My eyes were fixated on the Mondrian colored puffy ski jacket like I were hypnotized. Not like, I was. I peeped the colors and was like, “Oh shit!”
At the very same time dude peeped my steez and bolted off the train at 59th and Lex. Me and the Whips was chasing dude thru the station at the early morning rush hour time thru hundreds of commuters. Dude was throwing people off the platform to get away and we was throwing people off the platform who got in our way. On the streetside above the tunnel dude had escaped us. We were young and fast but sonn was faster. Mannnn, I wanted that jacket.
No ‘Lo pieces represent the lifestyle to me harder than the ‘UNI’ and ‘Cookie’ patches, but moreso the ‘UNI’ badge. Brothers lived and died for their ski jackets here in NYC. They tore into each other because they knew better than laying a hand on that white with the ‘Lo goose on and the lift ticket on the zipper. Still and all everyone could be a vic if they were caught sleepin’. I see people asleep on the C train now and these aren’t homeless people, they’re hipsters.
Living lavish in the 80s meant you had better be living trife as well unless you wanted to get tested.
SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!
Friday, February 18th, 2011
Rep Your Sneakerhood rolls on at SneakerTUBE.tv and now I am on Jamaica Ave in the Q-Boro. There is a West Indian beef patty shop at the beginning of the strip that has held it down forever.
If you score a come-up you have to copp yourself a beef patty with coco bread.
You will be straighter than six o’clock.
Respect The Architects…
Monday, February 14th, 2011
That dude in the pic above is my homey KyleStyle156.
KyleStyle is the dude that put me on into the graff lifestyle. Kyle brought me into the fold at this non-profit organization called ICRY which stood for Inner City Roundtable of Youth. ICRY would be all about getting graff kids public art projects. They wouldn’t pay the kids but when you are 13yrs old you want a reap and fame way more than money.
KyleStyle156 def had a rep. He and JonOneFiveSix were the last top to bottom kings on the 1 line. I used to post up at Chambers Street to catch their trains going to and coming from South Ferry. I just re-connected with KyleStyle via the interconnected networks at Facebook. Here are some of the pics he uploaded to his page.
This was me rocking the jacket he did for me back in 1983. Thank you internets for helping me to respect the architects
