Monster Inc.

although i had plans on getting my aquascaping done up this year nt mentioning i'm still trying to find a slot to fit my aquarium in my room, i cant resist the temptation & bought myself a pet from Asics. yes, its A.S.I.C.S, the athletes' choice. don't get it ? ever felt how is it like bringing out a pet monster having it scrutinizing all the other inferior sneaks stomping in the street try hard having a shot of recognition & waiting to crumble ya sneakers ? let the pictures do the talking!



Monster









brought to u by the goodfellas of Alife NYC, bringing my sneaks alive!



beware

Mark Kostabi

The Painful Admission



My Heart is Walking Away



yes its fuckin painful. it really is.

something different..

if by now, after reading all my posts (that is if ya hav been a loyal reader of mine) & ya still hav no idea that i'm into sneakers, ya gotta slap yaself hard in the face & start building up tis friendship with me. i aint no any hardcore collector nor sneakerheads. i rocked my shoes, well at least 75% of them. yes i knw its stupid putting it up for display. ya not the first having this thought & trying to put it across to me & i can see u laughing at me now. but i like the freshness of new shoes like the following pair of Asics. hmmm something different isn't it ? jogging shoe ? think again..

lil kinky white leathery fetish

remember this ?



were ya thinkin that i was shitting out on you guys on the above ? its really me. no gimmicks. the winner for January Men Health Tips From Readers Column. it was easy money. 200 splited between me & my bro. 55 is all i needed to pay for the lil white devil thats making me falling in love with leather shoes. white for now of course. its killin me with the baroque designed under sole.

Bang !

before i could make any changes, or should i just say an effort to change that i've promised myself, i was hit by a big bang. a bang that killed some part of me. all that i've wanted to do has been smashed. you might have heard about it. you might not. if you haven't, i'm sry. it aint anything glamourous so just bear with me. not that i don't regard you as a friend but i jus needed some time to myself. thanks to all those who have shown their care & concern. i'm fine. i really appreciate it.

that's it.

Indian Baby Dropping Ritual

as wad i've posted. see it to believe it.

tis is so fuckin uncool

throwing babies off a 50 metre tower shrine in Solapur, in Western India’s Maharastra for 'good health' is so fuckin uncool. please get this into ya deep rooted conventional mind. tis insanity has been ongoing for 500 years. please stop. some traditions are best left in the past. although it was said no babies were hurt before, listen up. i don't buy this shit. it is infants that are being thrown! infants with soft fragile bones. if ya missed my first part, get this again i dun give a damn about what you said. don't give me crap. can you feel the fear of a newly born infant leaving the care of his mother, being subjected to fear & just used to satisfy this tradition of yours. just ask yourself if you dare to being thrown. so please fuckin stop it.

what i've expressed is not directed to any particular religion or races but to the tradition & culture of what have been passed down & have been blindly followed.

'Labour' Day

since it's Labour Day, i shall not defeat the purpose of it wanting to get down to some hard work but ended up sleeping the whole day. barely anything in the end but just handwashed some of my precious tees that were previously mishandled by my maid. Nope. i'm not complaining. i just basically wanted them to rest on this special day & so the responsible me single handedly picked up this chore myself. & of course with tees come my sneakers. it was time i try on some Jason Markk Sneaker Solution on my thrashed kicks. speechless on the magic. let the picture do the typing..

badly thrashed nike clot id..





& lacoste ohsaki..



with the help of Jason Markk





let's get it started



after much work, this is what i get.







testament.



tis is what ya need..



& this is what ya dont