easter ham

reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. i'm still here, grinding away. i promise to have all-new sets up sometime soon. until then, enjoy some easter ham…

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happy holidays

happy holidays to all my clients, colleagues, family, and friends.

i've been on hiatus with a new long-term houseguest. be back soon… 

quick hit: bo knows

oh no, not again. i'm sorry i'm practically turning my blog into a shoe appreciation website, but while mired in an ocean of photo processing, i turn to a few outlets to blow off steam. and as fate would have it, the shoe that started this crazy addiction happened to get retroed today.

1989. 6th grade. calle mayor middle school, torrance, california. i was a new student, my family having moved down to southern california from my native san francisco. i was having a hard time adjusting. i felt extremely awkward. it was actually one of the toughest, darkest times of my life. my old buddies probably don't know this about me, but i would have what i can only now describe as panic attacks almost every morning for most of middle school. it was probably the raging hormones of a pre-teen about to go through puberty, but i just mentally could not deal with change.

out of a combination of being an only child (thus spoiled) and perhaps unsure how to make things better for me, my parents (bless their hearts) treated me to a lot of nice things around this time. one of the biggies was a pair of nike bo jackson cross-trainers. the "bo knows" ad campaign was blowing up, and i ate it up hook, line, and sinker. i'd never lusted for a pair of sneakers before, but i was on the cusp of a craze that not only took a hold of me, but many of us in that generation. my best and oldest friend justin recently recalled that i ended up getting several colorways of that nike sc trainer II back in 6th grade, and "That was UNHEARD of back in the day…back then it totally boggled my mind that you would have the same shoe in different colors. This was your defining shoe in my opinion…it's what started it all. Defining shoe! Go get them at lunch…I command you!"

the hype was STRONG with this one. not one to deny my friend's command, i found a pair in what we recall as the defining colorway (remember, this was the late ’80s/early ’90s!). though you might see a strange-looking pair of neon yellow and teal shoes in the images below, i see low self-esteem, a lot of tears, and the beginning spark of a long journey to find the strength to fit in and function at a very difficult time in my life.

for you orange county sneaker "heads," blends at the lab in costa mesa usually has us covered. this was my first purchase from the boutique. bonus points for the environmentally-friendly shopping bag.

getting undressed real sexy-like.

pine needles for texture and symbollic of cross training.

i'm giving myself props on this plant-watering prop. 

well i don't know about you, but i'm all worked up. hopefully i can get back to some blog posts of relevance to my business (not just my interests) soon. in the meantime, enjoy these nice vids.

said ad campaign for these particular bo's. features abound, including of course the great bo diddly.

and for this post's musical accompanyment, what can i say? good hip-hop is hard to come by, so sometimes you just make the best out of a nice beat, nice visuals, and two bruthas getting their floss on HARD.