By admin on July 1st, 2011
After three days of being surrounded by impeccably dressed men at Pitti, who dont get so much as a sock out of joint, Im rebelling in the form of this post filled with items that youre probably most least likely to see strutting around the grounds of Fortezza de Basso in Florence. I blame this post-Tokyo-blues relapse on returning home to London with bungled up baggage problems, twenty mosquito bites, drizzling rain and a broken washing machine. Right now, Sabrina (1954) is soothing some of that way…
…and these bizarro slash awesome finds from Harajuku 90s vintage/one-off emporium Dog are exactly the sort of things I need to see after overdosing on prescribed good taste and well-mannered dress. These pics dont convey the full shebang that Dog is all about seeing as its stuffed to the brim with pieces that are used, but difficult to describe as vintage in some respects. When pieces are brand new, they are most likely to be one-off special-order accessories that adorn the shop as well as being stock available for sale. Noritaka Tatehana leopard shoes, a pair of lime green PVC shorts and a Moschino Cheap & Chic newspaper jacket are just some of the stellar finds from Dog, which reassure me that having something just a little bit wrong or off in an outfit is no bad thing.
Once again, raised platforms of the Buffalo type continue to plague me and these ones definitely remind me of Boris from East Village Shoe Repair and his supersized platform creations.
If I hadnt already weighed my luggage at the time (10kg over the limit between myself and Steve – thanks to Singapore Airlines for letting me off the hook), these Y-3 clonkers would be on my feet right now, as I sit here watching 1950s Hubert de Givenchy on the iMac whilst thinking about all the wrong clothes I need to wear as a homecoming refresher.