Pigalle, the French brand you love to name drop, but whose hoodies and tees are the only thing you own, just unveiled their new S/S 14 lookbook. A lot of it is stylish and cool and French, etc., but other shit is, as much as it hurts to say, kinda-sorta-definitely butt. On the flames side, you have the long marble print silk T-shirt, which is going to look unstoppable under a bomber, but those baseball jerseys just look played out and, frankly, like they don't fit well. Plus, no one will know they're Pigalle, so what's the fucking point? The real winner winner hypbeast dinner here is the white on white coach's jacket. Shit's got box logos for days (read: two). Look for Pigalle at RSVP Gallery and VFiles.
