Rick Owens Spring/Summer 2011
Stark. Beautiful. Dark. Some of it actually wearable. Sexy.
God bless Rick Owens. I always pillage his rack at Century 21 (will be doing that next week!). I’ll try on a few long wool coats, a few droopy jackets and then I walk away with a sad look on my face: even discount Rick Owens costs more than my annual property taxes. A boy can dream though (of a post-apocalyptic world in which there are only lanky skinny boys dressed up in sleeveless monochromatic armour to battle evil warlords by raving).