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When I was in Japan, I couldn't get enough of Janglish, my version of Spanglish, the commeners mutant mix of Spanish and English to create a horrifying verbal nightmare. There is probably a version for every language, though I can't really imagine ukranglish, or swenglish, but the one I am speaking of is the naive, and forgivible Janglish, the mix of the cutsey Japanese with the do-or-die, balls to the wall, "Rock N' Roll" English language that is so commenly mispercieved by our lovely Japanese friends. The most comment, and funniest place to see this is on serious streetwear brands, which are as essential two Japanese teens as bottled water, ematch.com, and lip balm are to mid fourties single woman in the US of A. I loved it so much I ended up buy some T shirts while I was there. Now mind you, these are not Kmart stylings, these are the best of the best, the coolest of the cool in Japan, this is what a Japanese skater who has a dad who is an Architect, and Architects in Japan make BIG money! Large, large stacks of monies. Lots of it, like...lots.
Silly Things, said fashions in question, opened up a shop in Hong Kong recently, and opened with some of the silliest shirts I have seen in some time. Note: Opening up shops with exclusive content is how these people do business.
Check out the picture for visual ref.
FYI: The shirt on the lower left says "I keep on asking to myself having a wild time / What is the life? WACKO MARIA all you need is love".
Phew *wipes sweat off brow* that was such a stessful mix of 60s rock, psychodelica mind babel, and Catholisism. ALl I know, is this shot will get you killed in the hood...like, straight up.
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