Blow-Up at Bad Binch Tong Tong
Avant-garde fashion goes against a core principle I have when it comes to clothing. Utility. To me, clothing should reflect use, often serving as a direct prism of one’s profession. As a reformed laptop jockey (office worker), that leaves me stranded. Many of my contemporaries gravitate toward athleisure and hypebeast stylings, which I find to be equally base and profane. Presently, I’d like to dress as a cross between a clerical 70s Parisian and Paul Newman. That’s my comfort zone, and...