Nanamica just released their wavy S/S 13 lookbook. It’s got mad photos of oceans and shit, but we didn’t cut and paste those photos because FUCK ART AND NATURE. But I am down with technical fabrics and nicely tailored trousers. Think about it, when has art ever kept you dry? You can’t take that diptych to the bar, homie. And unless it can grind the fuck out of that biddy who has had one too many Red Bulls and gasoline, you're going home alone to look at art all by yourself. Heavy petting is greater than modern art, duh.