I want to take a second to share 2 things with my internet friends:
First, I am currently wearing the world’s greatest pants. These pants are what dreams are made of. I was helping my friend Kerry find himself a grown-ass-man jacket (which he found, with my help) at the vintage clothiers downtown, when I stumbled upon the best pants ever. I’ve been wanting a pair just like these for a milli.
They are a rare find, for a few reasons. They are deadstock, aka NWT (new with tags,) never worn before, OG, and sweatstain-free. They are in my colour (purps.) They have elastic cuffs on the bottom, as well as fully-functional pockets (imperative.) They have embroidered pocket detail that says “Sports & Fitness Nike” in an obsolete colour scheme. They are the best, and I plan to never wear anything else and treat them with love and respect.
I will post two photos to follow this message. The first of the full ensemble, including the cousteau I’ve been moneying lately during this cold snap, followed by a close-up of the aforementioned pocket detailing. Shoutout to Jeffbro for clutch iphone photography.
UPDATE: Wow, I just took them off (2 warm 2 sleep with) and noticed the tag reads “Made in Canada.” What a pleasant surprise to find out they were made lovingly by the childlike nimble hands of a Canadian, and not overseas by some terrorist or secret muslim! BEST PANTS EVER.
Second, my current philosophy is to reblog everything where Barry appears to be “just like us”, or whenever he looks swaggrant.
