Friday, 26 August 2011

quick post

Soz but this will be a brief post. Just got excited about this one thing. Got plenty of time to catch up when I'm in Canada since I probably won't be too busy once I'm there. This hurricane coming up the east coast issue is a bit of a worry though. 

Went around Soho today for a quick look. For those unacquainted, Soho (south of Houston, dunno what Houston is referring to) is a trendy neighbourhood that is lined with several cafes, shops and chic designer boutiques. In other words, it's a girl's paradise and I'm just there for the ride. 

One of the (several) clothing stores we visited happened to be just opening. They hadn't even finished doing up the place. In a sense, we made history because my girlfriend was literally the first customer. Was an interesting experience to boot. The big African man who assisted her essentially manhandled her while suggesting different looks. The look on her face was priceless. In some situations, this would probably be inappropriate. I'm 99% sure he was gay, though, so that's A.O.K in my book.   

So yeah..most of the afternoon consisted of a systematic approach on my part, where I would enter a clothing/shoe store, seek the closest seat (or any available surface), then proceed to sleep until it was time to repeat the process again. Soho is nice, don't take it the wrong way, but I just wasn't expecting to find anything that would interest me. However, to my surprise, we happened to walk by the Ice Cream Store by chance. Despite the name, they don't actually sell desserts. My girlfriend confirmed this when she asked the security guard whether she could buy ice cream LMAO. This place is actually the brainchild apparel store conceived by Pharrell Williams of Neptunes fame. I'm a big fan of his music and have checked out his clothing lines Ice Cream and Billionaire Boys Club on the internet. Pretty neat threads and kicks, but a tad on the expensive but side. It's essentially an American version of BAPE, especially the Ice Cream line.
The ground floor. The place actually smelt like ice cream.
 It was my lucky day. My girlfriend insisted on getting me a pair of orange BBC Nothings as a present *thanks, babe!!!*. I'm not really one to seek out 'exclusive' products, but I gotta admit that these blow my regular Air Force 1's out of the water. Orange is probably not the first choice colour for most people, but I really liked them so don't be hating. The End.

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Getting my orange on.



   

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