Don’t Be That Guy
J and I rolled up @ Woodfield Mall yesterday for the Black Friday experience. Nothin’ much to report, just chillin’ with some good company. Although, I do have one gripe…
Urban Outfitters does not belong in the middle of suburbia. Back in the day, it was satisfying to purchase gear from there because you had to go ‘out of the way’ for cool shit. The first time I went there was when I visited Tynia at Berkeley. Before I left, she said, “Herschell, its SOOO cold here (50/60 degrees), make sure you pack warm clothes.” So I did. I brought lambswool turtlenecks, thick merino slacks, v-necks and some rugged kicks. When I got there, it was BLAZIN’ hot. So I walked down Telegraph Ave and spent half of my food cash @ U.O. (which was money well spent). Anyway, they had the freshest gear back then, but now, all I saw were crap faux vintage t’s and not so special sweaters.
Oh, and if you thought people stopped dressing in their ‘freshest outfits’ just to go to the mall… you were wrong. If you also thought guys stopped sagging their pants just so they’d have an excuse to keep their hands on their nuts… you were wrong too. ANNNDD… if you thought that trucker hats were out of style and should have never been introduced to the general public… well… you were right. 1 out of 3 isn’t so bad. You’re not as hopeless as I thought 
Okokokok, one more thing. If you go shopping with your parents, do NOT scream @ them saying that you NEED a Ben Sherman/Diesel/A|X/BOSS shirt. People will laugh @ you. There is nothing wrong with shopping with your ‘rents, but don’t bitch and moan how you want an overpriced funky club t-shirt because it will magically make you belong. Please don’t be that guy.
~Spec
