A sweatshirt selling for 680 dollars? Are you out of your god damn mind? I could not believe that shit. I was wandering down Melrose with a friend and a newly made acquaintance. We wandered into a store with a metal shark for a sign, past all the girly shit, up the stairs and into the men’s wear / shoes / bearbrick museum. I pick up a cool looking sweatshirt, flip the price tag out of the collar and gasp in disbelief. Surely a sweatshirt cannot cost 680 dollars? Do you have any idea how big of a TV you could get for 680 dollars? You think I’m going to spend it on a mother fucking sweatshirt? Well, fuck you!!! I’m not buying into that shit. You should be ashamed of yourselves, putting a price tag like that on a fucking sweatshirt. Your mother should spank the shit out of you for behavior like that. What happened to a good product at a good price? Whichever greedy, lowlife, marketing sleazeball it was who figured out how to market exclusivity should be publicly sodomized in the town square. And three hundred dollars for a pair of jeans? The only way I’m paying that much for jeans is if they literally dug Levi Strauss up from his grave, brought him back to earth like frankenstein, and bring him in shackles to my doorstep to personally sew me a pair of 501’s. Short of that, where am I supposed to get good clothes at a decent price? I’m in Los Angeles, and there’s not a Wal-Mart within 50 miles of here! Where can I buy some cheap shit that looks good? I can’t go to thrift stores because they’ve all rebranded themselves as “vintage stores” and now that shit’s out of my price range as well. I can’t even afford used clothes? This is fucking bullshit. This is fucking Los Angeles.