Fashion

First, rental prices in San Francisco pushed restaurants out into the streets, creating a fleet of trendy, $4-a-taco mobile eateries that just couldn't cut in the rough-and-tumble brick-and-mortar world.  Now the fashion world is catching up to the foodies, bringing Top Shelf Boutique right to the doorstep of San Francisco's sunburnt and weed-addled fashion community.

With the way rents are climbing, pretty soon every restaurant, business, bar, and apartment will have wheels and a chassis.  Time to bulldoze SOMA and pave a fantastic parking lot with WiFi hotspots and cappuccinos?  Oh wait...

[Photo by B.Shigley]

The King of Summer

Categorized: Fashion, People

A mix between San Francisco's Diamond Dave, David Lee Roth's Diamond Dave, and Crocodile Dundee.  We can only hope to aspire to such peculiar sensibilities with age.

[Photo by The Fog Bender]

Around this time last year, Crate & Barrel was in Dolores Park (and outside the 500 Club, if we remember correctly) shooting a commercial for some products.  But nothing ever came of it, until now:

The Dolores Park Collection!  What fun!

The list of goods, from Mission Mission:

  • Burger/bratwurst sauce
  • Barbecue sauce
  • Burger press
  • Insulated cooler tote (not the first insulated cooler bag to be associated with the Dolores brand, by the way)
  • Mini-grill of some Nordic brand

Yes, for $125.75, you're ready to BBQ in Dolores Park.  In style.  No need to press those burgers with your own hands.  No need to run to Safeway for some Sweet Baby Ray's.  Crate & Barrel has got you covered.

Now, all that's left is to wait for the unveiling of that commercial they shot last year.  And, hopefully, Martha Stewart's "Live From Dolores Park" episode (squeal!!!!!).

[via Mission Mission]

Visionary Vandalism

Categorized: Fashion

The Cool Teen who did this has earned my undying respect

POP ETC and the Death of Rock and Roll

In 2006, I watched a charming, somewhat 50’s-inspired young indie band play at what was then the Balazo Gallery on Mission. I bought an EP of theirs called Loose Change. The EP featured six short and sweet, excellently crafted pop songs and I came to love it for its simple elegance and likability. There was no “getting it” involved in the appreciation of these songs, they were just good.

That band was called The Morning Benders. Over the years, I enjoyed reading pieces about them every now and again and took pleasure in knowing that they were doing okay for themselves out in the world. In 2010 they released a much huger sounding and very produced record called Big Echo, which was also good and, despite the sonic maturing, it still had the same simple “songy” charm I enjoyed with their first EP.

Whatever, they were a band, I thought they were good. Cool? This is what they sounded like.

OK. Some of you may remember that at the end of March, The Morning Benders released a statement that they were changing their name because “Bender” means “GAY PERSON” in Europe and so they simply had to change their name to POP ETC (which they did) to protect gay people in Europe from being called gay. Or something. Really high-minded and forward thinking, The Morning Benders. Thanks for saving gay people!

So anyway, these kids changed a whole lot more than their band name. Rather than explain, I’ll just let you guys go ahead and take a gander at the video they just released:

Uh.... Cool, guys. Really cool.

So just off the bat, here are my thoughts.

1. This band totally made a big stink about “we’re changing our name out of respect for the gay community” when it was obviously just to promote their new, completely unrelated white (sorry, asian?) kid smooth RnB jam project.

2. Nice tank top.

3.  It’s hard for me not to feel like this dude didn’t just start making electronic music because it’s super “in”. This could just be because I really like guitars and stuff, but I feel like this music sounds really phony, joyless, uninspired, not super well-constructed, and contrived.

I’m not saying artists shouldn’t branch out and try new things, but putting out boring smooth jamz about “living it up” seems to me like a cop-out. Also, rock n roll is an important American art form that I don’t want to see die in favor of writhing pretty-boys in tank tops. Like, dude are you wearing lipgloss?

Here’s your moment of zen.

Fashion Police Make Epic Bust

JJ San witnessed this scene and has an observation to share:

For years, scientists have debated how and if stupidly-baggy pants would stay on if the wearer was arrested and handcuffed. Wonder no more.

After climbing out of a mid-90s LeBaron limo late last night, "The Pope of Trash" walked into the trashiest bar in the Mission while everyone pretended not to give a shit.  And after "not giving a shit" in hushed tones for a few minutes, everyone returned to their rapidly warming PBRs with the eager reluctance only faked nonchalance can inspire.

Sure, the show on the stage had some real highlights this year, but the overall spectacle always seems to come up short when compared to the drunken pastel sideshow in the crowd.  For example, why wasn't there a Hunky Jesus nailed to a giant cross of Peeps?  Or perhaps a just a giant tanned Peep?  I could really go for a box of Peeps right now...

I digress.

Below, some highlights from the show outside the show:

Far and away my favorite outfit of the day, this guy made an assuredly uncomfortable suit out of stuffed bunnies.  I have no idea if this was inspired by Lady Gaga's frog outfit or not, but he wins style points for creativity, effort, and perseverance, regardless.

It's always nice when San Franciscans can come together and openly mock Jesus in the most stylist of ways.  Do they make this shirt in black?

Where did this guy come from?

The Sisters always manage to bring out the best in people's headwear (and I mean that in all seriousness).

Speaking of headwear, the crowd was so goddamn thick this year that dog owners were left with no choice but you hoist their pups above their heads and carry them.

Until next year...

Skipping out on yesterday's Hunky Jesus Competition was a mistake because you missed this:

That's right, it's Jesus.  It's Jesus and he's playing a giant cross guitar.  With a flask of whiskey in hand.

As you might imagine, Rock n' Roll Jesus had the competition won before he even plugged his cross into the amp and started jamming.  Hell, I'm pretty sure he had it in the bag before he even set foot in Dolores Park.  But as any one of the 10,000 people in attendance can tell you, he lit up the entire place as soon as his divine fingers hit the strings.

The competition would have been wise to throw down their crosses in defeat right then and there and bow down to their superior, but the contest dragged on without a single suitable challenger emerging from the whole lot of abs and man thongs.  And as the race for second place came to a close, the air of inevitability gave way to triumph as Rock n' Roll Jesus was crowned 2012's Hunky Jesus, proving once and for all that all the gym memberships in the world won't make you as good lookin' as some guitar lessons.

UPDATE: Our friend Ben caught up with Rock n' Roll Jesus backstage (Jesus' La Lengua apartment) for a private demo of the cross guitar:

Do you have a bike? And a dog?  And a pair of black socks and blue glasses and no history of back pain?  Then Timbuk2's absolutely 100% totally real new Clifford bag is for you:

Dogs don't *really* like to walk, particularly big ones. Do your pooch a favor and put him in your pack. The Clifford Canine Carrier was designed with big dogs in mind. Its waterproof TPU liner and tether with clip ensure that all the business stays inside while you romp around outside. Core strength, balance, and non-hostile relationship with your dog are recommended for optimal use.

And here it is in action:

Only 120 bucks!