WOLF! WOLF! THE WOLF IS CHASING THE SHEEP!
See those two cute girls in the photo above? That's Rose Chang and Stephanie Drabik, and collectively they are the brains behind Crywolf Clothing.
Now, I realize if you've read one of my blogs in the past you know that the theme of it is usually pretty negative. Bitching and moaning about Crocs and pajama pants in public is my bread and butter. Well my friends, I'm afraid that isn't the case today. No, today is the end of an era as far as strictly using the blog to tear things apart. For you see, I've recently come to know a brand called Crywolf, and I must pay respect where respect is due. So if you were hoping for a rant about how much I hate girls who carry little dogs in their purses or something, I'm sorry to disappoint.
The reason I'm stoked on Crywolf is mainly because of their do-it-yourself attitudes and how much effort these two put into every aspect of their clothes. It's a breath of fresh air when you're forced to look at clothing companies who slap an eroded font of their company name on a Fruit of the Loom tee and charge $40 for it all the time. These two hand draw their designs, hand screen print them onto American Apparel tees themselves, remove the old tags/sew on new tags themselves, attach the hang tags themselves. Market them themselves. And only charge $20-$30 for the tees. It's easy to spot whether a piece of apparel was made because the company has a love for design and quality pieces, or if they're just trying to make a buck off it, and Crywolf's pieces definitely reflect the amount of work put into it.
So do yourself a favor, stay the hell away from your local mall, and go check out their line at www.crywolfclothing.com. Tell 'em Pause sent ya.
Oh, and next time you see a girl with a dog in her purse in public, be sure to give her the finger or spit on her or both. That shit is so irritating..
;)
-Eric Pause
THE TORONTO CLOTHING SHOW IS DEAD, PAUSE KILLED IT.
We just wrapped up our very first Toronto Clothing Show event, and let me just say...Toronto, I love you. I had an amazing time in your wonderful city. Without you I'd never know that an omelet could be put inside a crêpe to create some kind of "super breakfast", that our "A Little Too Raph" tee is to Torontonians what catnip is to a cat, that you have the highest concentration of stylish people I've ever seen (Are people who don't dress fashionably deported? Or just on house arrest?), and that Mel has an entire dictionary of incredible insults that I've never heard in my life, that only come out when she's road ragin' hard. (Even when she isn't driving.)
As you can see from the picture, we decided to theme our booth like a cozy living room from the 70's. Complete with our t-shirts framed like artwork, wallpaper, a chair, lamp, desk, side table, fake cat, fruit bowl etc. And let me tell you, it was a hit. People were doing double-takes like there was no tomorrow. Just wait till you see our booth next year ;)
A HUGE thank-you goes out to Mel. Who stuck it out with us the entire weekend and worked us like kids in a foreign sweat-shop. You are better than everyone else we know. (No offense to everyone else we know...You're good too. But maybe if you were as good as Mel we'd like you more.)
See you soon Toronto!
-Eric Pause
HEY TORONTO!
Over the years Pause Designs has made some powerful and sexy enemies. Each one more powerful and sexy than the last. Therefore it's a gamble for us to show our faces in public. But we are going to brave those provocative dangers in the interest of serving you better. You may be thinking "I can't be BOTHERED to go to this jubilee of excitement and beautiful people." You might also be thinking "I've got this whole bag of Pop Secret! I don't need to look good! I don't need to look goood!" Well in the event that you decide to take your thumb out of your ass, Mr (and Mrs.) Hobsnobbery, we'll be there. We'll be selling clothing apparel, and trippin' mad fly boo. (Wtf?!)
Anyway, this Friday, Saturday and Sunday at the Toronto Clothing Show you'll find us, and 330+ other vendors and labels selling vintage, high-end fashion, streetwear, eco, kids, etc. Here are the details:
The Toronto Clothing Show
Friday 3-9, Saturday 11-9, Sunday 11-7
The Better Living Centre, Exhibition Place
Toronto, Ontario
We'll be easy to spot. We'll be the ones serving out punch-you-in-the-teeth-shit-kickin-radness-made-right-to-order. In booth 315.
See you there!
-Ken & Eric
MY ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP WITH BUFFETS
Okay. I know exactly what you're thinking right now.
" What's with the new banner?! Tell me more about your booth at the Toronto Clothing Show!" "Talk about your love of buffets!"
I'd be happy to!
Here's a list of why I love buffets:
- The ability to consume your entire body-weight in food in one meal for the same price.
Ah yes. Trust me on this, fellas. Nothing impresses girls more than eating until you can't see straight. It goes back to this primal instinct where girls think "He will protect my young." But in this case, protecting them by straight up eating the threat. It's science.
- No more choosing what to order on the menu.
Menus? Ha! I laugh at the very mention of them. You know what else I laugh at? Suckers trying to decide whether to get the Chicken or the Beef while I'm loading up on ONE OF EVERYTHING.
- The complete disregard of dinner etiquette.
Mashed potatoes, watermelon, deviled eggs, sushi, cheesecake, crab, jello, pancakes, build-your-own sundae, roast beef, rice pudding....same plate. Take THAT corporate America!
- The option of discarding any piece of food, and continuing on with something else with no consequences.
Besides briefly dating the queen of England (What a crazy weekend that was..), this is the closest I've ever felt to being a king. If you're like me, then you know that every time a king eats it's a feast. And you also know that it's customary for the king to just nibble on each item on the plate before losing his shit and demanding something different. No matter how tasty it actually is. It's the principle of the matter.
I could go on and on about the many reasons I love buffets, but just talking about them doesn't get any more buffet into my stomach. Thus, I am starting a very prestigious and elite group of buffet enthusiasts, that will travel the world in search of the ultimate buffet. It's called The Hella Elite-est Buffet Lovers Of All Time. Or THE BLOAT for short. To apply, all you have to do is tell me why buffets are mankind's greatest achievement.
Good luck.
-Eric Pause
