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I've written about the subtle flex before, but the aforementioned subtle flex looks super fucking obvious when compared to The Elder Statesman. For the uninitiated, The Elder Statesman basically pulls a page out of the gawd Cucinelli's playbook and drops cashmere on basically everything for optimal coziness, plus drape Rick Owens would approve of. So, while it looks pretty unremarkable from afar, get up close, rub your face all over this shit and experience the luxury as it washes over you. While losers like me hit up Uniqlo every month or so for a new stock of tees, cool people snag a grip of cashmere from The Elder Statesman and call it a day. They have a masters in flexing, while I am still working on my associates.
The seemingly Woodstock-themed S/S 15 collection shots feature a quite hippie-looking girl and a dude that just stands there to display the pieces. I just grabbed the men's stuff for our gallery, but if you look through the entire collection it becomes a flip book of him chilling there super casually and her posing like a goddamn butterfly princess. He's got on $2,000 drug rugs and a kurta that costs more than most cars. I guess it truly is nothing to stunt for people like him. Really though, he's probably drunk from toking the weed plant and doesn't want to look like he's high while in public. It's cool. We've all been there, homie.
