Showing posts with label love letter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love letter. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2009

Love Letter: Consider me married to MOB.

Okay, so do you remember when I was seriously sad from Karmaloop running out of my size when my dream MOB shirt was on sale? After that, I took to the internet in frantic search of somewhere else to find it. While I way stupidly could've gotten the shirt for half as much at '80s Purple (thanks, Google, I thought we were friends), Yasi at Cultist totally had my back... and now IT'S MINE.

And oh my God, it fits like a glove. I fell in love at first sight of myself in the shirt. And while some of their recent merch may seem expensive, it isn't a front-- Married to the MOB is the real deal down to every detail. It is, hands down, the most quality streetwear I've ever placed upon my skin. Their shirts' fairly long lengths are also a huge plus!
Oh dear, I need way more where this came from. Leah McSweeney is 100% right-- the fabric alone (tough graphics put aside) makes me feel tough AND sexy, all at the same time. MTTM FTW!

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Love Letter: Missbehave

Dearest Missbehave,

When Nylon stopped being genuine and started shooting for an anorexic club-hopper audience, my heart sank. I thought I'd never love again.
Until there was you.
You came into my life, and became the first magazine I've ever read cover-to-cover. Your badassed fearlessness was enough to just break my lil' heart. And what with the coolest cover chicks ever? Lily Allen? Mena Suvari? M.I.A.? Amazing. Beautiful covers every time. But Missbehave, you've taught me that sometimes what's inside is as good, if not better than, the outside.
You've taken articles teen magazines would have, but polished 'em up and made them awesome so we can read them. Trap a boyfriend? Stick it to your ex? I love you for that.
You've kept me entertained during the most boring of school days and were there on stormy days where all I had was you and a warm fire.
You're so fun and unafraid. God, do you rep it. (Ever since Issue #4 came out, I've started collecting you. All I need now is #1 and #3.)
Love you to pieces and pieces. Saw the picture of the upcoming Issue #6 with Lydia Hearst on the cover. Hella eye-candy. Must have it right now.

Y from a hypnotized devotee

 

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