Sunday, July 23, 2006

my style stays fat like roseanne

A Hipstoric Night (or, how we got the boots and conquered the LES one night in July): And so, this weekend the exciting drama comes to an end. It started with $180 dollars and a dream a little more than two weeks ago, and now it all comes down to this: the unveiling of the Nike Delta Air Force 3/4 Deluxe with Aubergine, Yellow and Zebra print color raceways. How exciting?!

First, a shout out to www.pickyourshoes.com. If you have not already checked this site, you betta do so immediately as this place certainly delivers on their promise. They also carry some crazy rare shoes that you won’t find anywhere else, for all you collectors out there. And, even though I live just around the corner from arguably one of the better known shoe stores in the whole shoe-love community (Rivington Alife), www.pickyourshoes.com is just another necessary facet of my life that I can simply have delivered. (For those of you keeping score at home, that means I can now get food, laundry/dry cleaning, (although I have yet to try this), sex (again, haven’t had to resort to this) shoes, and, er, other things delivered right to my front door. Next up will be an MBA in bobsledding, two cans of Sparks, and, other things I’m sure I’ll think of at a later time.) So, yeah, www.pickyourshoes.com Cause this ain’t Trading Spaces n*gga, this real fuckin life. Protect ya god damn neck. Step your kicks up to the next level.

Seriously though, order processing was prompt and delivery was on time. And the shoes are fresh out the box, as they say. What more could you ask for? Definitely a legit operation that deserves your consideration.


Handsome was vacationing at his Lower East Side Hamptons House this weekend for his birthday festivus. He chimed in with his thoughts on the shoe saga, saying,


“First off, a big sideways piece to Bobsled for all his hard work putting this thing together. Let me just take a minute and give you a tour of my feet. Who they were, where they were and where they are going. They were stuffed into some hot ass red puma runners from some warehouse in Wisconsin. But know what…..2004 and it is now what…..yeah, thanks bobsled for bringin me up to date. I rolled hard and comfortable but didn’t take down any b-var in those baby’s. So where am I now and where am I goin. Anywhere the fuck I want and you better check your cortex cause I am gonna be struttin. You all know the feelin’ when you get some new article and you forget you are a fat lazy loser. Not me, you.”

Check your god damn cortex! That’s an instant classic.

Another snippet from the weekend is this convo:

CH: “So what’s the plan tonight?”
BC: “I don’t know, nothing, I guess.”

CH: “What do you mean nothing? Just once I’d like to have a plan for the night.”

BC: “We have a plan every night.”

CH: “We do? What is it?”

BC: “Sit around and wait for someone to call us and tell us where to go.”


Anyways, an exciting two nights in the LES to say the least. Friday included the shoe unveiling, Indian food, Ace bar featuring Charlotte and her friend, the closest talker in the entire world, then the LES summer home for a second, Thor, a bench in front of the bodega on Ludlow with a Heineken can, and finally my bedroom. Saturday was lunch and margaritas at Barrio Chino on Broome Street, the apt, a ridiculous amount of food and drinks at Epsteins, the apt, L-Ren’s arrival, Iggys featuring my throw up in the bathroom, the apt, some random free booze magazine party featuring the one and only Powers and some rooftop drinking, the apt, Rosarios, the apt, L-Ren’s departure and finally my passing out. Today: self-loathing. (I have a whole post on this topic already set up. Keep your eyes peeled)


So, in conclusion - pickyourshoes.com, check your cortex, lemme hold that, forget the plan, and happy birthday Handsome. You’re a good American who brings out the best partier in all of us. Some photos for your enjoyment:

L-Ren loves America
America boots help you throw down peace everywhere
Handsome gets a taste of his own aubergine

sing the theme song: we rolled hard/ we rolled deep/ we hipstered down/ and knew no defeat/ we kicked a lot of ass and took too many names/ we couldn't be bothered to stop and play games/ self-improvement stizz becoming a full time biz/ and if you don't recognize soon youll be like soda without the fizz/ flat

2 comments:

Nicoel said...

That site is totally rad, too bad they don't ship to Canada...

stantonandorchard said...

sorry my friend. we, on the other hand, have nothing but love for our neighbors to the north. you helped facilitate a lot of my underage drinking while i was growing up in the detroit area. perhaps there's some way we can help facilitate delivery, i.e. have them shipped to NYC and then take advantage of our prestigious jobs to use fedex ground and save up to %15 on shipping. OR what if we use fedex ground and save up to %15 on shipping ::great idea sir:: who's with me on that commercial? anyways, right, let us know if we can help. seriously cheers