I have a hard time coping with loss because I have an even harder time being serious about things.

I’ve always been a bottom guy. When I see a nice, curvaceous one, my eyebrows raise in wonderment and my heart has a little slight arrhythmia.

You guys know that scene in Inception where they’re incepting Saito from a dream within a dream, but Saito figures it out because the architect fucked up and put the wrong rug in his mistress’ apartment?

I think I’ve regaled you all with enough tales of my love for Layering Season™, but when next level layering is achievable all damn year? Ooooweee, chef’s motherfuckin’ kiss!

This Document Down Robe Hood Coat is what street style dreams are made of.

Last week, I wrote about some Navajo-inspired jewelry from Japan which, understandably, was met with a few questions regarding appropriation.