You guys, I feel like I'm 17 all over again. Pins were so dope at the all-ages shows I used to go to at Saint Andrews. I was really into The Bouncing Souls for a while and I had a cool pin and also, like, a patch that I had safety pinned onto this old jean jacket. I really loved the way it looked, but I never wore it to the shows because I felt like everyone could sense the high school prep in me. I wanted to be punk as fuck, but really I was more about maybe smoking half a clove with a girl wearing a lot of eye makeup and then getting home on time because the PSATs were that week. Prize Pins is a company making pins for your lapels and jean jackets and tote bags and corkboards in your cubicle. Each joint is a limited edition of a 100 or less and shipping is even free. Shouts all the way out for the triple boob Total Recall pin, which unfortunately didn't make it into the lookbook smfh. That shit was wild back in the day. First Sharon Stone beats up Arnold and then you see three—THREE—titties?! I see you, Verhoeven.
