I want to write more here. I really do. But time… there is just not enough of it. I was in Las Vegas and New York last week with Johan and Peter. Had a really good time, and of course there is a report on that trip on it’s way. Maybe even tomorrow..

But I have something to tell you all first. When I was on my way to work today, a red engine light popped up on my dashboard. Not sure why, but I do know that when it’s red – it’s bad. So I figured I’d take it straight to Bilia to try to get it fixed. And in the waiting room at Bilia, they were showing morning TV and today’s headline was (in case you missed it) the Swedish Royal newborn babygirl. I already knew they had a baby, but TV was showing clips from the press conference. And that leads me up to my point. I have a birthday coming up, and I know a lot of you want to know what I want for my birthday.

Well, besides from the usual peace on earth request, I really want a guitar. No, I can’t play the guitar. Or as Pippi Longstocking said: I don’t know if I can play, but it would sure make it easier to find out if I had one. This birthday means I only have about 30 something more professional years ahead of me, and only about 40 something more years to live. So I feel that I have to do learn this now before it’s to late.

To make my birthday wish more serious and vivid, I will enclose a few guitar related video clips.

I’ll try to make a long story short here. For the past few years Vans has been sold through an agency in Sweden. They have been based in Gothenburg and as far as I know they have never been to any store in Stockholm. Not that the fact that they never visited anyone has anything to do with this, but to me it’s just weird to sell and represent a brand in a country and never even visit your biggest accounts.

Perhaps that was one of the reasons why the are no longer the agents for Vans in Sweden. Vans will now be sold directly from Vans and that can only mean good things. For us anyway. But there was a glitch in the set-up and the agents contract ended 2011, but the new sales organization will not be all set up for Sweden until end of March 2012. And the deadline to place your orders in order to get your stuff in time for Fall 2012 is… well, it was pretty much today. So, Vans were kind enough to invite us to their showroom in London to show us the line there. And I like London so I don’t mind going there – even though I already have a lot of travels scheduled for February.

Me and Peter took off around 7 in the morning and hit the Vans showroom in Hammersmith (Stockholm reference: Haninge Centrum) around 9 uk time. A quick chat and then browsing through the different collections; Vans California, Vans Classics and Vans OTW. They also do the Surf and Turf stuff, but we are not really that kind of store so they didn’t even bother showing it. Good call. We also looked at the Vans Vault collection where some styles looked really nice, although priced way to high and some designs are more unwearable experiments than anything else.

I like Vans, and thank you for your hospitality Andy and Kevin. It is still vulcanized shoes and that’s like driving around in T-Fords, but nice people and some good looking stuff makes my day.

Vans had us booked at K-West hotel. A pretty nice hotel. But it was close to that Haninge Centrum area, so we had to subway ourselves for while to get to central London. Not too bad though. English people obviously don’t do lunch. They do sandwich and crisps… Crisps?!? And around 4 pm they go straight to the Pub for beer and more crisps. I’m not sure how they survive. Me and Peter hit Tottenham Court Road around 3.30 and went straight to Bodean’s, a place Andy had mentioned. And I am a sucker for slow cooked meat so this was the perfect spot. Pulled pork and burnt ends is what I am all about.

Lot’s of meat later we were standing outside Footpatrol where Michael La MJC was hosting a book signing of the All Gone 2011 book. Yes, the same as we did in Sneakersnstuff last week (check the Sneakersnstuff blog for pictures). As we were among the first on the scene we figured we’d check out Liberty for a while first. I like to walk around in there and look at the shirts, even though they all remind me that I need to loose weight. Maybe that is why I like to walk around there. Because I need to let go of a few kilos and that is my brains way of sub-consciously remind myself of that. If only this damn snow would go away. As my wife says – fit people run in bad weather and enjoy good weather. Unfit people (hello) only run when the weather is perfect. There I go loosing track again. I am like a less funny Eddie Izzard, but without boobs. Or just not as big.. #chipstutte. He is very good at sidetracking. But I think he does it intentionally. I don’t… I just tend to write long blogposts. But I think I will keep that up, I figure most of you don’t even read the damn thing anyway. You just look at the pictures. I could write pretty much anything here. Aeogna lliena inlknglk inlkne haenk. Ase.

Back at Footpatrol a few friendly faces had popped in. Gary and Mubi from CT were there. And Marc from Le Coq Sportif and a few more people. Other than that I would say that it was pretty much the same routine as home. Free Red Stripe’s and hiphop music. After all the All Gone books were All Gone (had to be said) Michael wanted to go to Nandos. Apparently it reminded him of the ”Old” London when you used to go to 40 degrees and To be confirmed (trade shows). Well, I like the new London better. And I am not likely to ever eat at Nandos again. I mean, it wasn’t that bad – but of all the great places to eat in London… At least the company was good. Among other things I learned that Jimmy the hitman is now also know as Jimmy the granddad. Allegedly one of the youngest granddads in the UK. And I had him pinned down as 25 something.

A few chickens later me and Peter called Addison Lee to pick us up. Good chap that Lee fellow. Comes very well recommended as well.

Today has been more of a ”catch-up” day. Sending out FAll 2012 orders for Supra, New Black, Karhu and Vans. A trip to central London for that mandatory lunch at Busaba Eathai (still good food), checking out Nike Town (the palace of love and hate), picking up toys for my kids (cars). For some reason I skipped macaroons this time.. starting to regret that now though. And then pack ourselves in like sardines on to the tube to go to Paddington and the Heathrow express. I like Terminal 5 at Heathrow. Picked up some make-up for my wife and coffee and cookie (kaffe och kaka) from Starbuck (when in Rome). All of a sudden we are late, and had to hurry to the gate. Of course the plane would be 45 minutes late anyway so… And that was that. 36 hours later and safe at home. Next trip on Sunday. Las Vegas and New York. Who’s jealous? I am not gonna lie. I am really looking forward to that. I will of course miss my family (not looking forward to being gone from my kids for over one week). But the Las Vegas trips are usually legendary. So stay tuned…

One day, I will have the ego big enough to have a 2 hour film made about every trip we go on. But for now you will have to settle for this nice feature made by Johan – @johnnyballe – those of you who are into twitter need to follow him asap. Other sneakersnstuff peoples on this trip that you can also follow on twitter was my buddy and co-founder Peter – @peter_sns, our women’s clothes buyer and store manager Charlotte – @iamcharls and me Erik – @sneakererik.

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Besides from the adidas Jeremy Scott line there is not that much footage of products in there. We will try to get more cheeky in that area next time around.

But is it really the 40th birthday of Nike Cortez? To find out, we have to go back in Nike history to the late 60’s. Most of you might know that before Nike, Bill Bowerman and Phil Knight worked with Onitsuka Tiger, today also known as Asics. Bill Bowerman was a running coach at the University of Oregon with a lot of ideas. Phil Knight was a middle distance runner who studied journalism at the University of Oregon. And that is where the two founder of Nike met.

After graduating Phil Knight joined the Army where he was active for one year before starting to study economics at Stanford. This is where the Nike saga begins. Inspired by Bill Bowermans quest to improve the shoes for the athletes he coached – Phil wrote an essay entitled ””Can Japanese Sports Shoes Do to German Sports Shoes What Japanese Cameras Did to German Cameras?” and that pretty much says it all. Adidas was pretty dominant at that time, and Puma was the runner up. Even in the US. So, in 1962 he went to Japan where he saw the Tiger shoes. As everything made in Japan, these shoes were of top quality. And they did not cost a fortune either. In a very American way, he called the owner, Mr.. Onitsuka who agreed to meet with Phil. Phil told some made up story that he was an importer/exporter from US, and wanted to distribute the Tiger shoes there.

Somehow he convinced Mr. Onitsuka to give him exclusive rights to the west of USA. When asked what his company was called, Phil was caught a bit of guard. He didn’t have a company yet, but had to make something up. Allegedly Phil said Blue Ribbon Sports, since his favorite beer was Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer. True or not, I like that part of the story so I am sticking to it.

Phil ordered samples, and went home. It took over a year to receive the first samples. I don’t know about you, but I would have given up after a few months. When Phil got the samples he mailed some of them to his old track and field coach Bill Bowerman who called back, not only with feedback – but he wanted to join Phil. Bill already had a bunch of ideas on how to improve sportshoes… And so it begun. Blue Ribbon Sports started to import shoes, and also to help Tiger with developing.

1968 Tiger launched the Bill Bowerman designed Corsair. It featured a full length foam cushioning, and a light weight leather upper. The outsole had a herringbone pattern. It was, compared to what could be found from the German giant adidas, a footwear revolution.

In the early days of the 70s BRS and Tiger Company parted ways. As Bill Bowerman was the designer of the Corsair, they agreed on slitting the rights to that shoe but not the name. So when Nike released it in 1972 they named it Nike Cortez. Today, Nike Cortez is a classic and has sold way more pairs than its origin Onitsuka Tiger Corsair which is still in production. And since the shoe was renamed, and also had the famous Swoosh added in 1972, I would say it is wrong to celebrate its 40th birthday this year.

Happy Birthday Nike Cortez

And by the way. If you haven’t checked out Gary‘s work on the complete guide to Seinfeld’s sneakers, you need to do that right now.

Not sure when was the last time I got up at noon. It is not that common these days. Me and Johan shared room – I told you this right? If not, I have a really good video of Johan if anyone would like to see it. He won’t allow me to post it, but if you ask me when you see me and promise not to tell Johan, I’ll show you. Codeword is ”I can see clearly now”. Another tradition we have is to eat lunch at Monsieur Vuong. Usually on the Friday, when everybody is a bit hung over. What is weird is that Johan is always the most hung over of us. And he doesn’t even drink.

We had a scheduled appointment with Norse Projects at the Capsule tradeshow at 14.00. Norse Projects is a bit new to us. I mean, Norse is not new to us – but Sneakersnstuff has not carried Norse Projects before. But we just got the spring delivery through the door – so you can now find all the good looking stuff from Norse Project at Sneakersnstuff. But we browsed through the Fall 2012 and that all looked very good. The mandatory Heather Orange Knitted Sweater was there of course. You cannot call yourself fashion if you don’t have that in your line for fall 2012. Heather Orange Knitted Sweaters is the new rolled up red knitted hat. Or it will be. Don’t try it now, it will be too soon and people will laugh at you. You can buy it now and start using it from July.

Not sure why I didn’t take any pics of the Norse collection. I think it might because they are Danish and that I don’t know them that well. I am not trying to offend any possible Danish reader – but let’s just say that the business ethics is a bit different between Sweden and Denmark… Just saying…

But after checking out Norse, we walked over to Wood Wood. And those guys I know and they have always been very friendly, ever since they got to do that Adidas collaboration before us back in the day. And to give credit when credit is due – their business ethics has been flawless so far. Laust was a bit bummed out since he had to pack down the men’s collection and ship it to Paris. So we re-scheduled our appointment and will hook up in Stockholm instead.

As for Capsule it is by far the best tradeshow in Berlin. Next time I am not sure if I will even go to Bread&Butter. And if Denim Demon play their cards right I will not even go to Seek. And I was very tired that Friday, so I’m guessing it was even better.

So – that concludes my reports from BBB Spring 2012. After Capsule we went back to our hotel for the traditional Pizza before heading to the airport. Ran into Michael Mohn and he had been at the hospital for a few days since a dog had eaten his nose. Did not sound funny at all. Hope you are feeling better Micke.

You know you’ve got older when you are hung over for two days.

Ok, on to that rowdy evening of January the 19th. It all started calm enough. We hooked up with the Carhartt and Pointer people of Scandinavia in the hotel lobby. The Toft brothers Ed and Brian of Hanon were there as well. And Sundance and Sjöbusen from Footish. Since I didn’t want to walk anywhere in the rain we got a few cabs to take us to the Pointer Dinner @ Soho House Berlin… About 500 meters from our hotel… And after wandering around in the lobby for a while, they directed us to the dinner room on 2nd floor. John from Footpatrol and another bloke from Size? were there already – as were a few other known and unknown faces.

For those of you who don’t know we have a traditional burger dinner at The Bird every BBB. Well, I make it sound like it is our dinner – but it is really Pontus and Happy Rabbit’s dinner. This year we were invited to the Pointer dinner a few weeks before Pontus invited us – for that same day… I am still bummed that we missed that Bird dinner.

But, no shadow shall fall on the Pointer dinner. Food was grade A – and company was… well… I was sitting next to Brian all evening. And when he have had a few beers, I can’t understand a Scottish word he’s saying. No – I’m just kidding Brian – It was a treat to sit next to you, and thank you for laughing at my jokes. I’ll see you and Ed in Vegas. We will eat nothing but Nobu – I know you love that place.

Another thing about the Pointer dinner. The waitress was really good at topping up my glass. Gave me a good foundation for the evening. When dinner was done – or, maybe even a little while before the dinner was done we headed out. Options were: The Bird for 2nd dinner, Adidas Originals Party or the WeSC party. The WeSC party is usually where everyone end up. And it is usually the rowdiest party. Last summer I ended up walking home, drunk as a skunk in pouring rain…. not a sober decision.

Anyways, it turned out everybody left The Bird to go to the Adi party. But, time was running out so we took a cab to the WeSC party instead and figured that the people we knew at the adidas party would come to the WeSC party anyway. And if you were Swedish, the WeSC party was the place to go to. Most, if not all people were there. Lots of friends, expected and unexpected. Most unexpected to me must have been Aziz. And most expected… I don’t know – except for WeSC people – Jonas perhaps?

Well – and so it begun. Or kept on rather. Beer after beer, drink after drink. Before you know it, you are standing on the floor with your t-shirt tied up to show your belly (and thank you to all of you who has sent me pictures of this to remind me). One pocket inside out. Flipping the bird to Johan’s camera. Dancing butt-cheek to butt-cheek with David. Telling Greger that I say Wäsk and not Ui Ess See about 15 times (he still didn’t promise me any trip to LA or anything this time… might have to hook up with him later on to squeeze some kind of undeliverable promise out of him), and oh yeah – I even think I gave Johnnyballe a lap dance and some girl from the Shelta crew gave me a wedge. It was like a anti-alcohol commercial.

In my own defense I would say that I wasn’t really that drunk – I was just trying to uplift the spirit of the party. And I think I did a good job in that area. However, judging by the pics below I might have been a bit drunk after all.

As I am falling a bit behind schedule on my posts from Berlin, I wanted to make Day 2 as one post only. But looking at the pictures, and thinking back on all the fun moments on Day 2 – I have to split it up. So, welcome to the 19th of January.

It is Thursday today. Last night we went to the Vans OTW party (among other things) but did not go crazy, so we are feeling pretty good. Weather is more like expected as well. That sunlight yesterday threw me off. Last summers adidas Consortium breakfast offered weird sausages and other strange things, so in the spirit of better safe than sorry, we (well, some of us) enjoyed the breakfast buffet at the hotel.
It is amazing how many run down buildings that would make really nice apartments that is just laying about in Berlin. The adidas Consortium Breakfast was in one of those buildings. And this year they certainly stepped up their breakfast. And since I already had breakfast at the hotel I just went for Chocolate cake. As usual, this was no health trip. As for the actual products – it looked good. Remember the adidas Consortium Tabula Rasa project with the all white styles that dropped in November? It is now time to fill those white canvases. And no, I am not talking about adicolor. The drops are scheduled for May and June.

So – on to Seek. They had moved. Just 100 meters, but still… This tradeshow was one step up from Bread&Butter. Actually it was a few steps up. But, most brands in there all looked the same. And speaking of Same (what’s up Gothenburg) Denim Demon had their booth at Seek. Of course we stopped by and had some dried reindeer hart, and a snaps. Some of the Denim Demon spring collection just got delivered, and the fall 2012 collection looked really good. New labeling and stuff as well. Labeling and hang tags are very important – in a time of ”everything-looks-the-same” details like that will make the difference (do you hear me Aaron). And speaking of everything-looks-the-same… I circled around the two floors of Seek. And I am sure there were good brands there. But they all sort of looked the same. And no brand gave me a reason to even enter their booth.

The lack of excitement was obvious. So, we decided to go for lunch with Josefin and Otto from adidas in Mitte instead. We had a secret project to talk about, so it was business and pleasure mixed together as usual. Quick pitstop back at the hotel, and then a sit down with Supra. Yes, I know you know I am not a skate dude. But last summers BBB, Supra was about the only brand that inspired me. So, I was happy to be back up there to talk about the fruit of that inspiration. Besides, they had a really good dessert. Supra crew were as nice as always, and we had more secret-project-talks, so all was good. After Supra we walked back to the hotel. We had the impossible task of being at two dinners at the same time ahead of us. And of course that evening got a bit out of hand… Stay tuned for Day 2 Pt. 2 soon.

Ok, I have to squeeze this in between my Berlin Bread&Butter story. But please stay tuned for Day 2 of that story shortly.

When D’angelo did that, now legendary, show at Cirkus the summer of 2000 – backed up by the Soultronics, with ?estlove on drums and all that…. I missed out. Why? To me D’angelo was that smooth and soft soul/rnb dude. He was very good, and I had bought both his records (yes kids, before MP3 they actually made records that you had to buy) Brown Sugar and Voodoo. And I also picked up that Angie Stone record. But, again – he was kind of a softy to me and I was not that keen on the idea of looking at a naked dude moving in slow motion for two hours on stage.

You live and learn I guess… I now know that Album D’angelo is nothing like live D’angelo. Ok, he is something like that, but still way, way more funky.

And as I never was at Cirkus (listen to that legendary show) I will not try to compare that to what went down on in Filadelfiakyrkan on the 26th of January. I had very low expectations on this show. My first guess was that he would cancel last minute. You know, on the way out of the country they discover that he cannot leave since he was arrested for something at some point. Or something like that. My second guess was that he would be like Alexander O’neal in Stockholm, who fell a sleep on a chair on stage leaving the audience listening to his albums from a CD, as it was playback anyways. To give Alexander O’neal some credit, I went to his show in Malmö and that was great. And I think the audience in Malmö wouldn’t even had noticed if he fell asleep there. In Malmö, Alexander O’neal is bigger than Tomas Ledin (national hero) – and everyone knows his songs.

But D’angelo did none of the above. He came out, after 11 years of not doing music – and BOOM! Rocked the house. Or church if you will. I had seats in the nosebleed section (but I was lucky to have seats at all). And walking in to the venue was like some sort of highschool reunion. Everyone I have known or known of since the 90’s was there. Or the other way around. Everyone that was there was someone I have known or known of since the 90’s. The show was supposed to start 19.30, but of course our kids didn’t want to go to bed, so me and Katty were late. But once we were there (around 20.00) we were met by concert arranger Harry Burns who was a bit stressed out and yelling ”two more minutes and we are closing the doors, so get to your fucking seats if you have tickets”.

Once in our seats, we had to wait for another 30 minutes. But I heard he was 2 hours late at Cirkus so… In any case, it was all beyond worth it. Turns out worldpress was there. Jill Scott and her husband had flew in just for the world premier of D’angelo’s comeback. And the Lauren Hill show two days earlier at that same venue was a total flop. So no wonder Harry was stressed out.

But wow. He came out and did his thing. And more. I know this is going out on a limb, but I would say he was James Brown, Al Green and Prince all rolled into one. And perhaps it was my low expectations – but I was blown away!

So, for the next generation (I am talking to you now J Bawls) – do not miss out next time D’angelo is in town. Trust me. Or ask anybody I’ve known since the 90’s.

Time flies – It’s been a week since Day 3, and I am only on Day 1… Stupid brands and their stupid order deadlines keeping me from doing really important things like blogging (should be read with a Homer Simpson voice).

I will sum up day 1 real quick. You saw the plane ride, the mitte breakfast, the room with a view, the crap at BBB, the good people that I like to hang out with at BBB and some products. On to that evening. I mentioned Ben and his Holden. And the collaboration they are doing with Stüssy. That stuff looked good, and you will most likely find that at sneakersnstuff this fall. They had their launch in the Highsnobiety headquarters (and we say hajsnåbajity ok?) – a pretty cool spot for pretty cool dudes (and dudetts I guess).

But no peace for the wicked – we had to go to the Wood Wood fashion show. As I like to call myself a worldclass photographer when it comes to the runway, I wanted to be there in time. We were of course late, but not too late. We (as in I) are almost always late, but very rarely too late. As required I had front row seats. Well, I didn’t really require that but Wood Wood people are nice people. And they served good drinks, hence the blurry pictures… For those of you who follows this, I must say that this collection looked much better than the previous ones.

After the WW show we moved on to our hotel. Time is of essence so we figured we should just catch a quick pizza and then go to the Holden party. But Carhartt and Pointer Johan’s (aka CP Johan) Norwegian colleague Erik really wanted to go to a true-to-the bone Italian Pizza. Apparently a Pizza costs about 30-40 euros in Norway, so when in Berlin… At this point it had started to rain, but CP Erik (god bless his hart) firmly and steadily led the way to little Italy. I admit that I was a bit cranky before we got there. My Nike ACG down jacket was not really ACG, more SCG – some conditions gear. Rain was not part of what it was made for.

But Erik – if you read this. Don’t take it personal. I sometimes get cranky when I don’t get food in time and have to ”gå på tur” in the rain. And I’ll be the first one to say it: that pizza was really good. And actually totally worth it.

But just to make sure we took a cab from there. Quick stop at the Holden party – where Ben called me a little bitch for leaving him there when we moved on to the Vans party. Sorry about that Ben, it was crowded and people where smoking indoors. That is another condition my Nike All Conditions Gear Jacket can’t stand for. Smoking. And I am right behind my jacket on that one. Smoking…. what’s wrong with just drinking?

We brought the Hanon brothers with us to Vans, and also ran in to the Footish boys on the way there. From what we heard the venue took about 700 people, and Vans had given away 1700 tickets. With those numbers in mind the Toft brothers called it a day – but we got lucky. Or not really, we had the greatest hook up (cheers Jeremy) who let us in the back door (I know what you want to say here Johnny Balle). Mos Def was on stage, and Lupe Fiasco. And I think all the 700 people all tried to fit into a room for 150 peoples. So I never even bothered to try to squeeze in. Luckily Jeremy gave us access to some sort of an VIP room where you could serve your self drinks. Cheers again Jeremy. I also ran in to Per from Caliroots in there. Some of you might not know this, but Per and I (and Peter of course) all used to work at New Sports back in the day. And Per also used to work for us at Sneakersnstuff a few years back. So I was really happy to hear that he had become a dad just before Christmas. Congratulations again Per (and Linda) – kids are the true meaning of it all. And if I will remember anything from this trip a few years from now it will be Per’s excitement talking about it. I am indeed very happy for you!

So, Day 1 – Pt 2 will take us from Berlin Mitte to the Bread&Butter tradeshow. I think they have about 9 hallways. And you enter in the middle, and that is where you will find adidas originals. So far so good. But sometimes adidas feels a bit all over the place. To me it does not make sense to be showing classic retro styles like Superstar, Pro Shell and such in a plastic futuristic environment. But that’s just me I guess. But if any of you decision makers at adidas read this – next year, you can do what you do at Bread&Butter, but also show the more classic styles in a low key booth at Capsule or something. Just saying..

Anyways, as we had seen most of the adidas fall 2012 we did not really have much to do there. But it was nice to run in to Rachel and Josefin (what’s up girls!) and also glad, but a bit surprised to run into Ben Preuss in the adidas booth. He have moved on to Holden, and their stuff with Stussy looks really good. Don’t be suprised if you will find that at sneakersnstuff later on this year.

Besides that we had someone to hunt down the new Adi’s Archive line for Fall 2012 as they didn’t have any samples in the Sweden Showroom. Don’t think I’m allowed to show them yet, but adidas Milano and adidas Oregon looked really good. After that, the heat in the adidas booth was just too much so we had to leave. And I am talking about that ordinary heat. Not that american hiphop-lingo heat as in really nice stuff. Btw – Jeremy Scott is still crazy, but not as crazy as the price of some of those adidas originals x Jeremy Scott stuff they showed.

And after walking through 3 gigantic hallways filled to the roof with crap like Uggz, Crocs, Roland, Smiley and whatnot, we finally end up in the far end hallway. That one is better. I would say they have limit in that hallway to only about 40% crap. Here we said hello to New Balance who showed us some heat – as in the American hiphop-lingo meaning of the word. Nothing out of the ordinary, but made in UK 576 or made in USA 998 is really good. Not sure if I’m allowed to show you these pics either… but as you probably can find them online already I think I might just go ahead anyway.

After New Balance we strolled around the crap section and stopped by in some of the nicer brands booths. Finally ending up in the WeSC booth. Nice people in there as usual, but I was really looking for Greger. It is something of a routine to get him to promise you something that someone else can not deliver. And I also really wanted to tell him that I will always say wäsk, and not Vi S C. But I had a chance to tell him that in Day 2.

Puma served alcohol, so me and Charlie had a (and this a is very important here) sex on the beach. After that, some of the crap brands started to look way better. Quick stop for a 20 euro sibylla burger lunch and then say hi to Vans where we also hustled up some tickets to that evening’s party. Then walk through 3-4 more hallways with crap to end up in the far end of the old airport. As we were running out of time we only stopped by the Carhartt booth real quick to say hi to Johan. Carhartt showed some really nice stuff as well.

Wow – I just realized that this is far more text than even I bare to read…. sorry about that. I wanna say it won’t happen again, but I tend to do alot of rambling lately. So it will probably happen again. But I will leave you with this for now, and deliver Day 1 – Pt 3 tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

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