Sweet Georgia Brown
GAP Denim Shirt
Sweet Georgia Brown
GAP Denim Shirt
Beautiful day out, so it was a must to bring the baby to the park.
This park is along the lagoon, so she likes to pretend to fish, using Willow branches. My lady took a vid, because I “looked funny.” Thanks…
I look stumpy as fuck…
And if anyone cares: Black & White Pomade
Everyone has their own methods for preparing for events like these. Especially ones you have to travel to. And since you won’t have the luxury of your closet being available, you gotta bring the bare essential items. And fellas, one of those items is a good pair of jeans.
Since my lady got my a pair of jeans for my birthday from Self Edge, I figured that these will be my go to jeans for VLV. Of course, I have other jeans, but I don’t want to be wearing jeans with holes in the crotch at VLV. Just at the bars!
Well, here’s a few pics of me prepping the jeans. And by prepping, I mean getting some of the shrink out of em. Because if these bastards stretch out more than they should, then they’ll look ugly as fuck, and not sit right with my body.
First up. You need something to keep your jeans in. You could just use your bathtub, but the water doesn’t like to stay in mine. So. I opted for a big ass bucket.
Filled this big mother fucker with some HOT water. Not cold, HOT. Cold water, if you only want minimal shrinking going on, and minimal color loss. I however, needed these guys to shrink a ton.
Next up, you need your raw jeans.
I prefer to have them buttoned up all the way. I look at it as if you were going to wash a zip up hoody. If you don’t have the zipper zipped all the way up, the zipper tracks will be looking like Lombard Street. Yeah, you fellas know what I mean. Where your zipper looks like you got 5 miniboobs going down your chest to your belly button. So, I button my jeans all the way up, just so I don’t risk that. It’s never a good look.
Now, MAKE SURE ALL OF YOUR SHIT IS OUT OF YOUR POCKETS! You don’t wanna forget your Zippo or knife in there. Unless you like to have broken rusted shit.
Get your giant ass rubber ducky, and let em sit for a bit. It’s kinda like making a good stew. Just let it sit.
By flipping the jeans inside out, you get minimal indigo loss. Don’t ask me how, it just works that way. Or at least makes you think so. Whatever. Inside out they be.
Let em sit for 30 or so minutes, take em out and let em dry.
Hang dry that is. If you throw them in the washing machine, they’ll probably shrink more than you want them to. Making them nearly impossible to get back on. So, hang dry for the first time around. It’ll take about three or so days for them to fully dry. Be patient! When they’re done, they’ll be more than worth it.
Mine fully dried just the other day, and I took em to a tailor to get a tab sewn back in. So here’s the final result.
This is them this morning. They’re still pretty stiff, so I need them to relax more a bit, and they’ll sit a whole lot better than it looks. I probably need to do one more soak, then throw it in the dryer, as they have a little more room in the thigh/knee than I’d like. But so far, so good.
You can bet your ass I’ll be wearing these nearly everyday from now till VLV. They’re gonna sit right, and just be some good looking jeans. Plus, my ass won’t be hanging out, like they would from my other jeans with holes in em. So why not, right?
Now you’ve got your jeans ready to go, wear em about and have yourself a ball. By the time VLV comes, they should be sitting properly on your body, the creases will sit perfectly at your knees, your wallet will have left it’s imprint on your back pocket. Don’t baby your pants fellas! If you wanna baby some jeans, get white jeans.
Nothing weirder than some dude wearing some 501s that look like they’ve been only worn for “special occasions.” Wear the shit out of em. DON’T BE WUSS!
The best thing about living in the Bay Area, there’s always something to do. If you manage to get bored living in the Bay Area, get the fuck out and let the cool kids come in.
Friday kicked off with adding a couple hundred more songs to my rockabilly library. Friday night was supposedly Retox’s Rockabilly Fridays last Friday. Luckily, it was just a misunderstanding. As it isn’t their last Friday, it is their last month at Retox. It’s a bummer for me, as I find Retox to be the perfect place. It’s easily accessible, drinks are cheap, never any sour attitudes, and as I express ever so often, A LOT OF PARKING! So till the end of the month, come out for the last couple of Fridays, and let’s have a ball!
After drinking a little more than I should’ve on Friday, my Saturday started a few hours later.
My lady had planned on picking me up a new pair of denim from Self Edge, so that’s exactly where we went. Parked directly in front of Benders and off to the store we go.
Both Kiya and Derek were in the shop, so we kicked back as we waited for some exquisite one on one customer service.
The pair I originally wanted had been sold via online, while we were waiting. FUCK. And I know who bought it too…
So, I let Kiya pick out a pair for me. As it were, he picked out a pair that will probably fit spot on, as soon as I give them a soak. Pics of the process to come…
So what did Kiya suggest?
A sweet pair of Strike Gold denim, straight out of Japan. Now, I’ve owned several kinds of denim over the last few years. And I can tell you, that these are solid jeans. The details are perfect, subtle, and classic.
I also picked up a new addition to my wallet chain. The clasp connecting the chain to the keys was cheap and flimsy. It would always loosen up and I could potentially lose my keys. And that’s something I just cannot afford to lose.
See that little horse shoe looking thing? Well, that’s it. Probably the most expensive thing on my wallet chain, aside from my car keys.
And another part of my mission to Self Edge was to commandeer the stores rockabilly playlist. And this ain’t your normal playlist kids. This shit, is serious. So serious, that my dinky 8gig flash drive couldn’t even handle half of the songs. So, in the pocket the external hard drive goes.
I probably have 1/3 the amount of music that Kiya has. And most likely, we have different kinds of rockabilly music. So I’m sure that there won’t be any doubles or triples of any songs.
As soon as we finished up at the store, off to Amoeba we go. I managed to forget the list of movies I was looking for, in the car. And fuck walking back. So, digging for music I go. Didn’t find the specific albums I wanted in the rockabilly/oldies section. But as soon as I went to the soul section and the employee was putting something up on top for display, off it goes and in my hand it stays. Even though I forgot my list, I still found one of the movies I was looking for.
The 3 disc Jackie Wilson collection is what I pulled off the shelf, as soon as the employee put it up. I mean, how could you pass on that??? Whistle Bait has some amazing songs and artists on it, so of course that got bought. I also bought Buddy Knox cd, shit… It was $2, so why the hell not? Unfortunately, I have no idea where I put it. And if you enjoyed The Lords Of Flatbush enough, and love The Warriors, you’ll get a kick out of The Wanderers. It’s pretty much both movies in one.
After a long day in SF, off to Point Richmond we went. And after a couple hours there, off we were to Brisbane, to check out the Road Zombies Car Club meet at the 23 Club.
And man, was that one hell of a meet. There were tons of cars, car clubs, and babes out. What better place to be on a Saturday night, eh?
As I was waiting to get a drink at the ever so crowded bar, an older cat approached me and told me he knew I was right handed. And he also noticed the big ring on my finger, and asked what I used it for. So the first thing I thought was, shit… He’s sizing me up. Trust me, the questions he asked, were as if he were sizing me up… And while I can handle myself pretty well, dealing with someone from a car club, who has however many car clubs behind his back… Well, in short, I could be screwed.
He was actually a nice guy. Talked about fighting and what not, and his buddy ended up buying me a beer. So big ups to the Satan’s Chauffeurs. Those guys are good people.
Here’s the ring that got his attention.
Can you tell I’m right handed?
As the night went on, the B-Stars put on a great show. Got the people swingin’ and in need of water. And with the poor service of the 23 Club, it took some couples forever to get a water. So whenever you’re up at the bar and you hear someone trying to only get some water, always put your best foot forward and assist them in getting some service.
When The Stillmen got up on stage, Kiya had to rush to the front and catch them. And I now know why. These guys put on one hell of a show. And to show their appreciation for everyone coming out, they gave away CDs!
I’m not one to go up and grab free shit. But fuck, these guys are awesome, why not add them to your collection, right?
And it wasn’t like they were giving out a few of these, they had a box full. Enough for everyone! Well, probably not everyone. But a decent amount of people got some good tunes!
What a weekend… Always able to have a good time here in the Bay Area. It’s one hell of a place to be.
If you cats haven’t been out to any events, get your ass in a cab, bus, bart, bicycle, whatever. Come out and support your local bars and event promoters. And if you have yourself a shitty time at any of these events, well… Go home and stay there, cuz it’s always a blast to be out and about when the cool kids are rockin’ the night away.
Don’t stop rockin’.
Most of you guys should know this by now… But for those who don’t, open up your eyes, put on some clean underwear and get ready.
Now… As far as I know, you cats have legs. And if you have legs, you wear pants of some sort. At least I’d hope so. But, if there were one pair of pants that you definitely need, it’s a good pair of jeans. Plus, they look good. You can wear them with t-shirts or button ups.
I’m not gonna say head out to Kiya’s shop, Self Edge and drop some coin on a pair of jeans (well, maybe you should…) But every man or boy inspiring to be a man, needs a good pair of jeans. And none of those True Religion, make your man-ass look like Kim Kardashian, type jeans. But some good, sturdy, jeans that you can wear every day , do whatever you have to do, and be masculine in.
Now, there are many jeans out there. Many with different cuts, rise, tapers, boot cut, straight leg, slim cut, indigo, black, Zimbabwe cotton, blah blah blah bippity-boppity-boo. There are just a shit ton of jeans out there. And of course, different price ranges.
But nothing beats the plain and simple straight leg 501 cut jean. Don’t worry fellas, the rise is just right, so it won’t show off your tramp stamps. It’s got enough room in the thigh for the skinnies, chubbies, and fatties alike. The leg opening is just right for sneakers or boots. It won’t swallow up your Vans like your old JNCO jean did.
Here are my 501s.
The angle makes me look like I have Hulk thighs. Which I sort of do, but not the way the angle exaggerates it. Look at that Moose Knuckle! I seriously look like I’m 5’3″ in the mirror.
They’re just a plain, properly fitted, masculine looking jean. I don’t have diaper ass, my tribal butterfly TAPOUT tramp stamp doesn’t show when I bend down to tie my boots, and I don’t look like I’m ready to go to a psychedelic rave with my Dungeon and Dragon friends.
Now you know what cut to look for, here comes the hard part. WHICH PAIR OF JEANS SHOULD YOU BUY? American made? Japan made? Levis? Levis Repro? Indigo? Black? Selvedge? Non-Selvedge? What?
Whatever fits your budget man, that’s how you should gauge it. If you can’t spend up to $300 on Japanese repros… Hey, no problem. No one is judging you. Levis offers the plain Levis STF (Shrink To Fit) 501s. And when you head to any rockabilly gig, you can bet you’ll see many cats rockin em with high cuffs.
If you’re ready to drop some pretty coin on some jeans, Levis also offers their LVC (Levis Vintage Collection) line, that gets a little more specific. You’ll see numbers like ’55, ’66, etc etc. Those are the years that Levis has has specifically (slightly) altered the cut of the 501s. Of course, the cut has been altered many times over many years, but those years are just a little more notable. Very minute changes, but noticeable to those denim and Levis enthusiasts alike. So if you want era, go check out some LVC. Be ready to drop around $230 +/- for a pair.
Now… If you really wanna get serious with this… Head over to Self Edge, and get some history instilled in ya. Kiya probably knows as much about denim as hot rodders know about engines. Now, if you’re talking to the proper hot rodder, you’ll know that they know the ins and outs of automotive vehicles. Well, Kiya knows the same amount of information about jeans and the process of em. Is he in the Webster’s Dictionary yet?
While may of the jeans they offer are Japanese branded, it’s they’re probably closer to Levis original 501 cuts than Levis itself. Why? Simply put… The Japanese fuckin love Americana. Since those companies have nearly every single American made machine to make American made (in Japan) denim… Well… You get the picture.
You’re almost there fellas. Just gotta do some math with your wallets, and you’re gonna have thee staple in every mans wardrobe.
Trust me, when you have a good pair of jeans, you can do anything.
I’ve been hit by trucks on a bicycle, tore down walls with my bare hands, moved ridiculously heavy furniture, played with chalk on the sidewalk. Spilt beer, sauces, meats, piss and shit (not my own of course… Now, that sounds even weirder. I’m a dad, what can you expect?) and my jeans are still holding up strong. And will last me quite a few years.
So when I say that a good pair of jeans is a mans staple, I mean it’s a mans staple.
Chilly as hell here. IT’S FLANNEL TIME!
DAX Wave and Groom on the top and a little bit on the sides. And Black and White on the sides.
Sugarcane Okinawas I’ve had since Self Edge first opened up.
Baby in a Sears cart.
I’ve decided to make a tumblr for this site. Why? It’s easier to dump pictures and music there. Elongated content will be here of course, but linked over there as well.
In short, same shit as here, but on tumblr, which in turn, links to my Twitter. Too much crap.
This was taken last night, so it’s dated so…
The lil girl was excited when I got home, so she rushed into the picture.
Vintage Pendleton I picked up at the Fashion Faire in Alameda, last weekend.
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