Per the New York Post upscale stores like Barney’s and Nordstom are selling Golden Goose Distressed sneakers…I would say beat to shit sneakers…for $600, duct tape included.
$600!!!!!! I have never heard of Golden Goose sneakers and now I know why.
I’m over here stressing over how to make a dollar out of fifteen cents when all I had to do was dig out some beat up sneakers from a dumpsters and VOILA…$600 in my back pocket.
Who are these people that think this is fashionable? I need to meet them. The Post called it poverty appropriation. Of all the things to appropriate poverty is now on the list. Guess we shouldn’t be surprised it seems we are a society of posers.
Are these sneakers mocking poverty?
I guess its not too far down the totem pole considering we have distressed shirts and denim. People like a worn out look as long as its new and cost a good chunk of change but this does seem a bit much.
I know if anyone I know personally bought a pair of these shoes I’d give them the WTF look and start looking through my closet for some old shit to put together.
It’s not Thursday but this Throwback couldn’t wait. This morning a friend of mine posted on her Facebook page a link from MeTv of fashion ads for men from the 70’s
OMG!!!!! I’m still laughing. I guess I remember some of these looks but I swear my uncles were a lot more stylish than these pics would lead anyone born in the eighties and nineties to believe. One of my uncles was the splitting image of Richard Roundtree including the black leather jacket…the original Shaft for you millennial babies…
He is the image I have of the 70s
But my uncles were not all of the men of the 70’s obviously and what was happening outside of my inner circle is nothing but straight hilarity.
I do remember those ponchos. I had one when I was ten. I killed it. But I look at this picture and all I can do is scream ‘FOR WHY?” and Please don’t ever bring these back!
Hey Mike Brady!!!!
DUDE!!!!!! I think Prince revamped that purple suit and ruffles.
This burns my eyes.
Cheers to forever sleeping alone.
This morning and throughout the day plot out your peace and stay there. Stay on your purpose and upgrade your conviction. All good things come to those who fight for it.
I don’t think about fashion much until my Essence magazine comes in the mail and every month I tell myself I want to start dressing like the spreads they have laid out in their pages. Don’t get me wrong I do dress well (not right at this moment however) but magazines always get me excited about the next season.
About five September magazines arrived yesterday and although I don’t want the summer to end their fall fashion preview has me very ready to slip into a black turtleneck, wool skirt, and a cool pair of leather booties.
Austin Harrouf went mad two days ago and stabbed a married couple to death in their garage. He proceeded to stab a neighbor who tried to intervene. When the police arrived he was over the male victim trying to eat his face.
The police demanded he get off the victim, then they tasered him, he didn’t go down so they tasered him again, then they called out the dogs, and then other police officers arrived on the scene and finally tackled him. Not ONE shot fired.
Five attempts to get this man in custody while he resisted. Bloodied murder scene one person stabbed and two others dead yet NOT one shot fired. I know if I walked on someone eating someones face I’m going to fear for my life because at that point the individual is clearly out of their mind and does not give a fuck…but these officers showed remarkable restraint. I didn’t know they had it in them…oh, yeah I did because when the assailant is white somehow cops never seem to have that same fear when its a black guy with a knife a gun, or empty hands.That black guy is going to get several shots in the back or chest. But a dude eating the face of a victim he gets a strategy session on how to take him down.
Was there a quick huddle around the police cars to assess the situation? How much time did they waste? Seems like an awful lot considering two victims were on the ground and I’m sure the cops didn’t know if their last breath had been taken already. Seems they went through a checklist of procedures first and as their chief commended them for not shooting and risking harming the victims…although one was getting his face gnawed. Yup, funny how cops can be really brave and have no fear when a perpetrator is eating face or whipping out a gun at them if that face is white.
The part of this story that simply blows my mind, other than the fact that he was not shot nine times as soon as the officers arrived on the scene, is the fact they went through five options! When they yelled for him to get his hands up and stop eating the victims face and he didn’t oblige they crossed that off the list and tried something else. Seriously, WTF?
Did Tamir Rice get a warning? He didn’t even have dead birds around him but he was black with a gun, real or not. No options
When there are brown people involved the strategy is usually the same shoot first assess later.
Read Shaun Kings article comparing Harrouf and Rudy Eugene committing a similar crime.
Fighting for mental clarity is a chore for me- between social media procrastination and completely overwhelming myself with everything I have on my plate, I’m always dragging myself back to find focus. That in itself is tiring.
I notice when things get intense for me I pull up Facebook, Instagram, Twitter or the Huffington Post. I think I am calming my nerves but what I really am doing is trying to escape the task at hand. My mind and focus get bogged down with politics, pretty pictures, other peoples fabulous life…it fogs my goals and intent. It takes away from my clear vision. I wish I was better disciplined with the mental sharpness of a tech genius locked up in a room for twenty hours. Not forever but until my task are done.
I get bored of my pep talks…why do I have to keep talking myself into winning?
Okay, maybe right now I’m a tiny bit down on myself for still seeing my path with weeds and debris in front instead of seeing what I did to clear the way to get this far.
So on it goes to find mental clarity and keeping the focus on the goal. I’m almost there I keep reminding myself.
I’ve been watching the RNC on television and although its had its moments of hilarity, that stolen paragraph in Melania Trumps speech from of all people Michelle Obama gave me life on Twitter, overall the basic theme is hate…hate everyone and everything.
I really have tried to understand the republican point of view (because believe it or not I m basically conservative but I’m just not inhumane as a lot of conservatives appear to be) but all I get is anger and hate. I feel the last few years the country, under Obama, is moving successfully out of the recession we were in and I think we would be further along in that process if prejudice and hate were not part of the GOP agenda. Listening to the speakers of the RNC the hate is in overdrive. A lot of journalist claim fear is driving the hate but I think hate and prejudice is fear is only the excuse. Those people in that audience screaming Obama is a Muslim or Hillary is lucifer are not in any fear they are hateful.
The Republicans have gone batshit crazy and it is on full display at their convention.