When you think of style icons, you think of Stevie McQueen or that guy who sold salad dressing. They dress in a manner that you try to emulate today—always appropriate for the mood and carelessly comfortable in their own skin as well as their clothing. When I think of style icons I think of Murphy Lee of St. Lunatics fame. He dresses in a manner (he’s still kickin’, can’t say the same of for your icons, bro) that I try to emulate today—always appropriate for the mood and carelessly comfortable in his skin as well as his clothing. His music videos from his time in the spotlight are as transcendent as an old alzheimer’d out Italian man wandering around a backstreet in Milan. By the blogosphere’s standards, that's pretty fucking transcendent.
"Gimme What U Got," St. Lunatics, 1997
I’m not positive that the guy on the left is Murphy Lee. He looks like our boy Lil T (Murphy Lee’s original name) so “maybe” is probably the best answer. By wearing camo and blaze orange his wardrobe attempts to affirm the statement that style is cyclical: “eternal recurrence ‘n shit ‘n shit” like your existential Tumblr spews. (An existential Tumblr is one of the most beautiful contradictions of the internet age.) Instead of reading Four Pins you could just watch Murphy Lee videos. You can pick up style tips and dance moves. Or not. To get that joke you gotta’ watch the video.