SPITGAN MAGAZINE: SPITTING MAD FIRE
Many interesting flavors for shorts this season. CDG definitely had an interesting twist with sparkly, voluminous ones. Gosha went short short, Kolor had a dope layering one, and Lou Dalton’s I would look to add to my wardrobe! Check what caught our eye below.
Comme De Garçons
Kolor
Yo there be mad shirt options this season so we narrowed the criteria to HK climate meaning hot hot hot. That eliminated most long sleeve shirts as priority was give to light and breezy pieces. Of course the flyness needed to be of the highest as well.
Feng Chen Fang
MSGM
Is this what you need? That fresh from the barber cut? Or next level advertising placement?
Gosha Rubchinskiy for Adidas SS18.
So we gonna go through the wide world of fashion and edit all into potent bite-sized chunks for ya’ll. Let’s set it off with the flyest of the fly in headgear for the SS18 season. We gonna split the brands down the middle of the alphabet cuz there’s so much heat going on. Let’s get too it!
SPITGAN fav, Astrid Andersen comes thru this season with these lace, pastel durags. It’s a unisex piece, and I thoroughly enjoy the spin on the signature Hip Hop item.
Loewe with this magical tie up head piece. I think it transports you to places of lore like the Shire and ish.
Is this just a piece of fabric on one’s head? From Kenzo’s Memento collection, I think its sculpted with far more intent than I want to give it credit for.
So Gosha, straight up, how old are these boys? Jesus. Aight. Some reference to a guy called Pasolini, a Communist, who inspired this collection. These kids are more a reference to said cat’s teenage lover, or 17 year-old hustler that confessed to his murder. Boys look like they about to enter their teens not in it. Twisted. The clothes are otherwise some overpriced sportwear fair for a new generation that has never seen it before. Track pants and blazers, that these pubescent soccer hooligans like to wear. Collabs with Italian brands, Fila, Kappa, and Sergio Tacchini, the hipster is now a Gino. It’s all good these days. Viva la Fuccboi!
