By Brian Scott Fashion is an art in itself that varies by location, culture, tradition, belief, weather and even time. Simply, how we go about our daily lives plays a role in our fashion sense. Where we live dictates quite a bit about how we live and what we look

by Kattoo King Here lies the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.  The one cultural event equally beloved by fashionistas and straight boys with limited access to internet porn.  This time last year, everything felt different. Interns were frantically gluing Swarovski crystals to G-strings, and models were switching to a liquid diet. 

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New York City is the capital of fashion in America, and New Yorkers can’t seem to stop talking about the colorful plaids and innovations in sustainable fashion that have hit the runway, from small to large lines. New sustainable fashion stores by major retailers have also sprung up this year,

The reason why the sitcom Cheers became so popular was not, contrary to popular belief, Frasier’s sexy, sexy, sexy voice, but rather because it provided audiences with a fictional place where they could feel at home. This is one of the things that makes or breaks a business, and it’s

How I learned to stop judging and start loving my fanny pack When I told a friend of mine I was really digging my new fanny pack and had even worn it on a date, she rolled her eyes and replied, “We have to break up now.” Such is the

For many reasons I am unable to relate to mainstream fashion magazines, notably because they pimp $400 t-shirts as a feasible item to purchase. At that point (which is usually within the first 10 pages), I slam the magazine down on my coffee table and leave in a fit of

If this past week is any indication, the heat is a-comin’ and, going into my second New York City Summer, I’m reminded of a few things. I desperately need an AC First of all, let’s just be clear that the thought of me installing an air conditioning unit in my

You can only pretend to enjoy boutique shopping on Atlantic Avenue (or Franklin Street or Bedford Avenue or god forbid somewhere that’s actually in Manhattan) for so long. When you’re with friends who drop $200 on a pair of “vintage” shoes (don’t they know how fast soles – not to