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This Pigalle mesh jacket is a plethora of adjectives. It's white. It's drapey. It's raw. And I really, really want it.
"Mike, what are your thoughts on this?" I asked my friend Mike, who was conveniently seated next to me at the time of first peep. I needed convincing. Did I really need this garm?
"It's kinda cool," he responded, licking the glue of his post-breakfast roll-up. "It's the type of shit Jessie Pinkman would cook in, were he in charge. Casual meth lab attire, if you will."
"Casual meth lab attire," I mumbled back to myself, ardently adding the jawn to my now discount-riddled cart.
Mike is a figment of my imagination. I'm sitting at my kitchen counter, alone in my underpants, waiting for my toast to pop whilst simultaneously forcing stuff I can't afford through the Tres Bien checkout screen. How's your life?
Moksha August is a serial Four Pins commenter turned writer. I guess you could say that he started from the bottom. Haha, that's the spot. You can follow him on Twitter here.