It feels like there’s two ends of the steez spectrum these days: On one end you've got Carlton Banks and on the other you've got Michael Jackson. You either go mad traditional, but in full retard colors, or you just add a shit ton of zippers to something. ASSYMETRICAL ZIPPERS THOUGH. Tim Coppens is a blouson magician that can do both of these things. And no, I’m not gonna do a lame "robocoppin' Tim Coppens" joke because I'll leave that shit to the lames at your favorite menswear magazine. I gotta be honest, I want REAL menswear beef, you guys. I'm dying for that shit. Catch me punching a contributing editor in the nutsack outside of a Paul Stuart party. I would be remiss not to mention that there is a zero percent chance you can afford any of the jackets featured above.
