“Ha, ha. Nice, ‘Ski.” The sun wasn’t even up, and I hadn’t yet sank a whole coffee. It's not ever my best time of day, but then I was a prisoner: stuck in my shit car, headed to a shit business park in some shit town, riding another shit crit, with my shit teammate, Tim Andrzejewski. Already, he’s trying to bury his insecurity with fat girl jokes. This last was a real stunner. Q: How do you pick up chicks at the State Fair? A: With a … [Read more...]
On Being Embrocative, by JD3
It's time to discuss product. We are proud to be codeveloping a cooling summer knee grease with Buckler Embrocation. Our parameters, as we defined them, were simple: we want to smell as handsome as we look. First-50-pages-of-Numéro Homme-handsome? Non. Steve-McQueen-playing-polo-on-a-buffalo-while-drinking-a-Budweiser-handsome? Oui. So in anticipation of what is to be Superissimo's first actual product besides highly fashionable cotton … [Read more...]