Imagine you're a college student and you like flat bill hats. What do you do? As any smart college student witha flat bill fetish would do, you go to SoHo and buy yourself an awesome overpriced accessory. Now your parents might groan and moan that it is expensive for something with whacky cartoons on it, but you know deep in your heart that you are purchasing not just a hat, but the ART of your generation. You proudly brandish your hat, a physical zeitgeist manifestation, around your campus, catching the attention of biddies and bros alike. You've got swag, and now everyone knows it. Next, you think to yourself, where can I get the most attention---maybe even get my picture taken with this hat? Duh. The following Saturday night, you're out the door heading to a college party and you're feeling nice. But then, everything changes. You're approached by some friends and maybe some girls. They've got the cheerleader effect going for them and one of them grabs your hat and does a bunch of duck face portraits with it on. Smiling, you go and grab another drink....but when you come back...they are gone--with your hat! Your hat will never be seen again....before you got to say goodbye to your precious 200 dollar bape limited edition hello kitty x hat
Ashton and I had our final bro-nch yesterday (damn, i'm gonna miss that kid) and we had a heated discussion about this phenomenon. We went to Mumfords, this local catering restaurant near my house. Surprisingly good, but not enough to ease the burning rage over our lost hats. He shares some advice below:
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