Ye sat next to me at Hood By Air Spring/Summer 2014. Okay, well, not right next to me, but it was, like, Noah to my right, a gap between benches, a new bench, some dude and then Yeezus himself. Either way, I'm really proud of myself for not pooping my selvedge and managing to look somewhat composed in the photos that Yeezy and I are both in. Anyway, Kanye walked in, sat down and was immediately mobbed by 50 photographers faster than you can say, "Don't talk ever again." Seeing this phenomenon in person was pretty wild and made me realize how much that shit must truly suck because this literally happens every single time he goes anywhere. I've maybe had three photos taken of me in my entire life and I can't manage to make my mouth look normal in any of them, and this dude has roughly 500 pictures of himself added to the Internet every day.
As for Hood By Air's new offerings, S/S 14 was expectedly outrageous, although I will say that the show itself was much, much more organized than last season, where models sort of Smeagol crawled down the runway, did some interpretive dance things and A$AP Rocky posed for 5 minutes. Regardless, Shayne Oliver knows how to pull together a fucking spectacle that had everyone talking on Sunday. And honestly, I actually dig those beaded necklaces because they bring back fond summer camp memories. The collection showed growth and displayed probably the widest range of wearable garments that aren't Hood By Air's "Classic" range of graphic T-shirts and hoodies. Love 'em or hate 'em, Hood By Air and its accompanying hype machine aren't going away anytime soon and I'm looking forward to seeing what they pull off in seasons to come. I mean, so long as I get to sit next to Yeezy again.