Friday night was Forgotten Friday and afterparty for the Vane x Sebago pop-up shop at 205.

I find the whole stickering game interesting. Each respective brand, crew, whatever seems to have some sort of sticker of some shape form or size symbolizing their hustle, marking their territory, and leaving some sort of story behind with them. You can get a rough idea of where the crew, or whoever has an interest in furthering a brand’s agenda, has been and sometimes, how long ago, leaving a statement of “I been here, for a minute, too.” I think that aged stickers look cooler than the fresh new stickers that were just posted up.

Speaking of which, if your interested in receiving some stickers, all online orders include a generous amount of stickers, or you can email us at info@donfashions.com with your address and we will get you some.

If you have been keeping up on what’s what, you know that we have been doing parties nearly every Friday at 205 (205 Chrystie) with our good friends over at CBD. I wanted to share a few memories of our good times over there so far:

For more pictures, head over to the MEDIA page.

Take note of the flyer for this Friday in the next post.

Forgotten Friday and Vane x Sebago Pop Up Shop After Party

205

Chrystie and Stanton

DON x CBD x Vane x Sebago

Doors open @ 11

I was informed by Mike (noChelnis) yesterday, that apparently THIS GUY is my new idol, citing the “possession of over 500 trousers and 5,000 neckties.” I’ll admit some envy. But this guy definitely deserves some shine on the blog.

Some of my favorite excerpts from the WIKI:

“Wall ascribed his longevity to the fact he never saw physicians and never drank water, claiming: ‘There are more old drunkards than there are old doctors’.”

and

“Having inherited $2 million before the age of 22, he became a leader of the American cafe society….. When he died, he left only $12,608, having ’squandered nearly every cent on pleasure’.”

I also learned the proper meaning of the term DUDE: A dude is an individual, typically male, particularly somebody well dressed or who has never lived outside a big city.

Welcome to the new (well kinda new) DON Clothing site. I want to point out the few changes and formally introduce our new blog contributors.

We added a SOCIALIZE section to the site so you can keep dibs on us through different outlets and social networks.

Also, good news – we know everybody is hurtin in this damn economy, but we’re cutting prices to keep you fresh through the recession. Check the SHOP out here.

You can now expect our blog to be much more regularly updated with more posts and new content.  We have new bloggers adding insight into their lives and keeping you entertained on a daily basis.

First is Allan Yu. Allan has taken the reigns on the design front for DON for the past few months, and you can see his input in our Spring/Summer collection which you can expect to see soon. Al’s got his art game on lock,  colorways and canvas’ occupying the majority of his (barely) waking hours.

Next, we got big Billy Madison.  He is known better by some as Bobo, the Jewfish, Billy Bats, Billy no knees, or just Will.  Billy is that big jewish kid you see consistently scheming and ranting, only lifting his head from his matza ball soup to yell at the waiter to bring him more challah bread.  He’s the Jim Cramer of the blog, always a chip on his shoulder, (no Will, the chip is NOT edible.) You can expect random rants and raves from big Willy on the reg, especially cuz he has nothing better to do.

(Disclaimer: All views expressed by Billy are a result of his anger at the world, daddy issues, or sexual frustrations and should not be reflected on the company as a whole.)

We also got Mike (no chelnis). Mike is a pretty reserved dude, but when he speaks, listen, cuz he’s always on top of the creative game, and consistently ahead of the curve.  Rocking what’s hot, before it’s hot (word on the street is he was born wearing Sperry’s).  If he’s not predicting the next trend, he’s smoking a blunt, or shaving (he’s a pretty hairy dude.)

Yo Money is the definition of A-Rab Money. He taught Busta the dance, and probably owns the ATM you just got your cash from. He’s always poppin’ up in his 3 series fresh on the scene, and will be sharing his knowledge with you on this blog, so take notes.

Mike (real Chelnis!) will be sharing his thoughts with us like it’s Patron in the club, or vodka in his house (he’s russian.) He’s the guy buying everyone shots at the bar at 205 on Friday nights (oh, NOW you know him). He dresses like your grandpa’s grandpa and manages to make it work. He will sell you real estate. Or nikes. Or a painting….

So throw us in your favorites and RSS feeds. Stay posted on the daily for the latest. And make sure to sign up for our NEWSLETTER.

Enjoy the ride.

In one day I have two of the stupidest fucking pairs of glasses come across my RSS feeds.

first from the design team of Desiree Heiss and Ines Kaag who dropped these monstrosites on the public from their Berlin-based design agency, BLESS.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING!

Yea that looks like a good idea. As you slam your eyeballs repeatedly with little gold chains think to yourself, “1. Do I look like a complete fucking moron with these on? 2. Are the scratches on my retina really worth how “cool” I will look in these fucking “sun glasses?” If you answer YES to either of those just find a large tree and bring some short rope with you. Affix one side to the tallest branch on the tree and then the other side around your neck and quickly jump allowing your body to hang as an ornament of “cool” for everyone to see. Don’t forget to wear the glasses from BLESS either.

The second pair of glasses is from SLANTIES. I hope this is a joke. If it is then its really funny. If not I hope the same fate will meet you as the owners of the aforementioned BLESS glasses.

This guy is almost as cool as this group of people.

All I can say is, and this may or may not be racist but, these glasses are oddly reminiscent of the subjects of 2 of my prior posts and I don’t really know why you would want to portray yourself in this light to anyone. But if you enjoy walking into small objects that you can’t see in the peripheral vision that you once had before you put these “cool” glasses on then be my guest and purchase a pair, or 7 of these fuckers.

And if you really want yo be cool. I’d suggest putting yourself into a photoshoot along the lines of this one…

This is what’s really hot on the streets.

My Dad has one of these from the 80’s in the basement, and a DeLorean in the garage. No joke.