..And the Ignorance Still Haunts Me...

I'm assuming that the cheerleaders throwing this "party" are just like any average black girls, dreaming of becoming cheerleaders since the age of 7, brainwashed by the movie "Bring it On".

Oh, the Joy.

It's that time of year again, folks. Sucks, cuz 2 years ago, my mom lost the Christmas spirit and went and bought a fake tree from Home Depot. It sits in a box in the corner of the living room all year long, taunting me. :(

It's Time for a Campout.

Peep the one all the way to the right... Sick. I'm getting 2 pairs... One to rock, one to stock. Let's get it.

Puma Clyde Poison Frog Pack

In the past year, we've seen all kinds of animal prints on sneakers, from the leopard-printed animal pack Air Maxes to the widely hated on 3 Bear Pack's, to the more recent zebra print blazers. We can now officially add frogs to the list of animals that we exploit for our own freshness... All three shoes in the pack look extremely dope, and you'd best believe I'm gonna google the shit out of these untile I find out where to get 'em from...

Correction: THIS is all I want for Christmas...

Attack of the Fakes! (Part 1)

Die, Fugazi Nazi's!

Wow... I hit the jackpot... I found these two fresh guys outside of a middle school selling fakes to little kids... "I got them Jordan's, man!"

All white 9's? Niiice.

Crikey! I've been spotted!

Cigarette Company Behind Fake Sunglasses?

See a resemblance?

Farfetched? A little. Possible? Yes.

Miss B.R.'s Room... So Dope.

Okay, imagine this: What if the peace sign was all black and had a fuse coming out of the top like Adam Bomb, and instead of "peace", it said "Give TH a chance"... Dope, right?

Some ad from a war... I forgot which one... oops. Girl power all the way, though.

Fresh Out the Box.

Laughing.My.Ass.Off.

Self Made Ent.'s Fashion Junkie Party.

Before we got the party started.

Leo... in full breakdance-jerkulation mode.

Thank God for dancing fat chicks.

K. Ross x PAWS.

Wave 'em like you just don't care.

Two random hot chicks with dope red shoes.

Why do chicks always look AWAY from the camera?

Dissizit Shit...

Dissizit sent me an add on MySpace a while ago, and I wasn't diggin' them... But now that I take a look, they have some pretty sick designs.

The only problem with this tee is the fact that the little Scottish guy has a bandanna on... YUCK!

Plus this one comes with a lunchbox... Dope!

R.I.P. Pimp C (December 29, 1973 - December 4, 2007)

Yesterday, firefighters responding to a 9-1-1 call found rapper Chad "Pimp C" Butler dead in the upscale Mondrian Hotel in West Hollywood, California. Investigators have no suspicion of foul play, but a natural death? At 33!? It just doesn't sound right.

I honestly can't say I was a huge fan of Pimp C, but so many people in the rap game regard him as a legend, and I would be quite the silly bitch to believe that was just hype. Without him, a lot of rappers wouldn't rap the way they do now, so his influence is appreciated.

Nike Shows Some Appreciation...

I'm sure critics would call these a tad bit beastly, but who cares? I'm not trying to impress you fucks.

The big question is, with their new line of sneakerhead-friendly apparel, can Nike clothing get their foot in the door as a formidable force in the streetwear world?

If they keep it up, I say they have a chance.

My personal fave:

Supreme '07 Winter Collection

Reminds me of the old school football helmets...

More Colors:

Now you can look like a biker... WITHOUT the tacky fingerless gloves.

Even if you're not a wood chopping giant with a blue ox and a stack of pancakes, you must admit, flannels are the shit.

Dumbest Glasses Related Quote Ever.

"I wish I wore glasses... I know, I'll just wear em 'til my eyes get fucked up."

Holidays at the Grove.

So, basically, I went to the grove to test out an outfit... And I got MAJOR cutty... So I guess the outfit works! Now, it's time to rock it to a Christmas party... lol... Anyways, on with the blogging!

...Oh, childhood... *sigh*

The definition of tacky.

Snowing... In L.A.!?

That pasta tasted like two jamaican llamas mud wrestling in the back of an Astro van... 15 bucks... Fuck.

She was diggin' the flannel...

Somehow, this would make a sick shirt...