Sunday, October 2, 2011
WORK THIS YEAR!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I wana dress like this (THIS) summer!
I really wanna dress like this come summer time.The only thing i would change here would be that this whole line is done under my brand!!!!!!!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
HOME away from HOME
After living here for three years.........this video brings so many memories.Music was the heart of this city....Great mix of clubs and the nightlife was "BOSS".Its kinda got me so into music that I also wanted to play a part in creating something in music.Only time will tell but I will do more music related stuff via my current business interests,on a smaller scale for now....little promo things and maybe a few mix's for the spaces that we run.
Real Scenes: Bristol from Resident Advisor on Vimeo.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
I'm working here for now!
For a while now this has been a neglected space and now its getting some Loving.For like the last month or so I've gone back to 'Lillians Coffee Gallery' where I've given myself a task of givin this space a life it deserves!So while I'm working there,I've actually had the time to catch up on my personal blog and also work on other stuff for DOPEstore.
The space feels like a creative space and the type of customers that come in and out are creatives with their laptops and they get on with their work.Which has led me to set up the agency side of DESIGNER ORIGINAL PRODUCTS ENTERPRISE.That is going to allow the company to plan projects better and execute them well.I also think when I'm done, the next project will be to set up the office for the company.But first things first.Lillians Coffee Gallery!LETS GO!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
JUST WORK HARD : IT’S NOT HARD WORK
Kids these days. They want it all. That’s fine, that’s how we taught them. Dream big! Shoot for the stars!! You can do anything if you put your mind to it!!! But the reality of the matter is that dreams are nothing without hard work. Goals are zero without diligence. And everyone has a vision, but what have you done in the past 24 hours to achieve it?
There’s this theory of the “millenial generation”: Gen Y, which refers to pretty much everyone reading this blog, especially us degenerates from the ’80s and ’90s. According to the brainy ones (who get paid a lot of money to compartmentalize us), we are apparently lost – the most educated but also most unemployed generation: 85% of college graduates this year are jobless. That means we have the smartest, most capable set of minds in the history of human civilization, and we’re droning out on Black Ops slumber parties, celebrity Twitter feeds, and Music Television shows about pregnant teenagers (Team Maci). But we all know what we want, and for the most part, we even know how to get there. The gnarly part is that 99.9% of us will just never ever do it.
We’ve bred a culture of visionaries who can’t see beyond their next dream. I’ve heard it all, from the motivated and inspired youth around the world who seek higher ground. They approach me at the shops, lectures and parties. Bright-eyed and enthusiastic, bubbling with passion and avarice. They’re gonna start a clothing company! Not like any other clothing company! Or they’re gonna be the next “IT” rapper, on the cover of XXL in 6 months flat. At first, I was stoked – so many young kids dreaming big, following this notion that the world was theirs, that they could do anything. Do you know how many e-mails we get to our website everyday from another kid starting a t-shirt brand? How many I responded to over the years? And do you know how many people actually followed through? About as many that understand how Google+ works.
I guess I can’t blame them. It’s people like me who tell the youth that the sky’s the limit, and that inspiration and passion are enough fuel to cross the desert. We sit here and preach that all things are possible, that they too can dive into Scrooge McDuck moneypits filled with best wishes and high hopes. Then these romantic wanderers go out into the virtual world and watch neighborhood kids get plucked by record labels waving million-dollar contracts and the aforementioned teenage moms plastered on Us Weekly covers. It can happen to anybody, just like that. All you have to do is dream.
The problem with dreaming is that at some point, you have to wake up. (See: Inception) But even when some of us do, we’re still daydreaming in a haze. I was born in the ’80s and like many in my generation, we understood that there were certain universal goals in life. For some, it was big houses and fancy cars. For others, it was going on a date with Elizabeth Shue (maybe that was just me), but the main idea was to make money, take care of your loved ones, and achieve happiness. (See: Buddhism, Richard Gere)
But the millenials? Perfectly content with glory, fame, and all the nothingness that comes with it. That’s all they’re gunning for nowadays – the Instagram hearts, Tumblr reblogs, Yelp badges and Swag! Swag! Swag! Sure, they’ll take a million-dollar contract, but not to invest, fund a future business, or diversify a portfolio. It’s just a faster route to notoriety and celebrity – the reputation of being a millionaire will suffice. Most will get some modicum of glory (it’s not that hard, if you really think about it), and then what? And then it’s back to watching from the bleachers, admiring, sighing, and wishing. We’re like a buncha forlorn nerds in the lunchroom, clawing for an invite to the cool kids’ table and a second look from our schoolyard crush. When we should be studying for the exam to graduate and get onto our careers.
And that’s the key word: career. Longevity. The long haul. What’s really good with building a career, leaving a legacy, and making a substantial mark on this world? All the millenials want (and see) is point Z. They don’t want to sit through and listen to B or C, or work Saturday nights on J or K, or wake up early on Sunday for P and Q. They just want Z. And when they can’t endure the pains, struggle, and valuable life lessons that a few years of Ds and Es take, they’re onto the next one. Unfortunately, they’re missing the point. It’s not about Z, it’s never been (C’mon Z’s a crappy letter anyways, all it’s good for is Zebra and Pizza). A truly invaluable life is comprised of the journey: achieving and appreciating the entire alphabet. The hard work is the trophy.
Work hard. It’s that simple, guys. Just work hard and you’ve already one-upped the rest. It’s an unsung art, and it’s the answer. And unlike money or connections or all the other excuses people make as to why someone else has the advantage, hard work is something that everyone has access to.
Now give yourselves an Instagram heart for reading through that entire thing. That looked like hard work.
BY BOBBY HUNDREDS
There’s this theory of the “millenial generation”: Gen Y, which refers to pretty much everyone reading this blog, especially us degenerates from the ’80s and ’90s. According to the brainy ones (who get paid a lot of money to compartmentalize us), we are apparently lost – the most educated but also most unemployed generation: 85% of college graduates this year are jobless. That means we have the smartest, most capable set of minds in the history of human civilization, and we’re droning out on Black Ops slumber parties, celebrity Twitter feeds, and Music Television shows about pregnant teenagers (Team Maci). But we all know what we want, and for the most part, we even know how to get there. The gnarly part is that 99.9% of us will just never ever do it.
We’ve bred a culture of visionaries who can’t see beyond their next dream. I’ve heard it all, from the motivated and inspired youth around the world who seek higher ground. They approach me at the shops, lectures and parties. Bright-eyed and enthusiastic, bubbling with passion and avarice. They’re gonna start a clothing company! Not like any other clothing company! Or they’re gonna be the next “IT” rapper, on the cover of XXL in 6 months flat. At first, I was stoked – so many young kids dreaming big, following this notion that the world was theirs, that they could do anything. Do you know how many e-mails we get to our website everyday from another kid starting a t-shirt brand? How many I responded to over the years? And do you know how many people actually followed through? About as many that understand how Google+ works.
I guess I can’t blame them. It’s people like me who tell the youth that the sky’s the limit, and that inspiration and passion are enough fuel to cross the desert. We sit here and preach that all things are possible, that they too can dive into Scrooge McDuck moneypits filled with best wishes and high hopes. Then these romantic wanderers go out into the virtual world and watch neighborhood kids get plucked by record labels waving million-dollar contracts and the aforementioned teenage moms plastered on Us Weekly covers. It can happen to anybody, just like that. All you have to do is dream.
The problem with dreaming is that at some point, you have to wake up. (See: Inception) But even when some of us do, we’re still daydreaming in a haze. I was born in the ’80s and like many in my generation, we understood that there were certain universal goals in life. For some, it was big houses and fancy cars. For others, it was going on a date with Elizabeth Shue (maybe that was just me), but the main idea was to make money, take care of your loved ones, and achieve happiness. (See: Buddhism, Richard Gere)
But the millenials? Perfectly content with glory, fame, and all the nothingness that comes with it. That’s all they’re gunning for nowadays – the Instagram hearts, Tumblr reblogs, Yelp badges and Swag! Swag! Swag! Sure, they’ll take a million-dollar contract, but not to invest, fund a future business, or diversify a portfolio. It’s just a faster route to notoriety and celebrity – the reputation of being a millionaire will suffice. Most will get some modicum of glory (it’s not that hard, if you really think about it), and then what? And then it’s back to watching from the bleachers, admiring, sighing, and wishing. We’re like a buncha forlorn nerds in the lunchroom, clawing for an invite to the cool kids’ table and a second look from our schoolyard crush. When we should be studying for the exam to graduate and get onto our careers.
And that’s the key word: career. Longevity. The long haul. What’s really good with building a career, leaving a legacy, and making a substantial mark on this world? All the millenials want (and see) is point Z. They don’t want to sit through and listen to B or C, or work Saturday nights on J or K, or wake up early on Sunday for P and Q. They just want Z. And when they can’t endure the pains, struggle, and valuable life lessons that a few years of Ds and Es take, they’re onto the next one. Unfortunately, they’re missing the point. It’s not about Z, it’s never been (C’mon Z’s a crappy letter anyways, all it’s good for is Zebra and Pizza). A truly invaluable life is comprised of the journey: achieving and appreciating the entire alphabet. The hard work is the trophy.
Work hard. It’s that simple, guys. Just work hard and you’ve already one-upped the rest. It’s an unsung art, and it’s the answer. And unlike money or connections or all the other excuses people make as to why someone else has the advantage, hard work is something that everyone has access to.
Now give yourselves an Instagram heart for reading through that entire thing. That looked like hard work.
BY BOBBY HUNDREDS
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
I'm a lucky guy:
BOXFRESH sa hooked me up with these babies the other day
They are called the HELM:what i really like about them is that they are comfy,classic design and easy to pull-off.Wore these the 1st time at fashion week and got into QGmag street style!
Thanks to my man Ayanda
Yo so Winter is around the corner and i get me some fresh shoes......'im a lucky guy' cause my man hooked me up with these!Lurnar macleay acg and they are a quickstrike!These babies are MONSTERs and because they have that lunar sole that i love can't wait to rock these!Bring on the chill!Another thing that i like is that these are for the aquired taste....not alot of people would buy these because they wouldn't picture themselves wearing them and pulling them off.
Thanks to my man SNITCH
The last few weeks!
well what can i say?i dont really do much work on this blog cause of work!But jsut a quick update on whats been goin on.
Orlando Pirates game reppin BOXFRESH!
Fashion week
Skyf movie Premiere
Orlando Pirates game reppin BOXFRESH!
Fashion week
Skyf movie Premiere
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Fun Times with my peoples!
Last weekend we went to the PUMA social party and this what happened when me and my friend Ayanda got drunk!I enjoyed partying in the city and for me my ultimate goal is to create the type of vibe .....actually lifestyle that was enjoyed by everyone over the weekend.One by one the projects keep coming along and lets hope others join the party!JoHo is my CITY!Like snitch said Marshall Town is UPTOWN!
I'm a luck guy
Cheap Monday jeans: Donna Goldgerg
Nike toki nd quickstrike: my big brother Bonga @ DOPEstore
Puma battleship yatch:Puma SA
Nike AM1 ACG: Snitch aka sanele NSW
Puma Hawthorne: Senzo @ Puma
Okay the last few months have been hectic....with work and the shit i do!a lot of sacrifise goes into making sure shit works out!But with every bad there is always a shining light somewhere.i can complain about a lot of things but i'm not on this post.this is about some thank you's to the people who have contributed to keeping my fix alive!which is istayela!
Part 1
Nike toki nd quickstrike: my big brother Bonga @ DOPEstore
Puma battleship yatch:Puma SA
Nike AM1 ACG: Snitch aka sanele NSW
Puma Hawthorne: Senzo @ Puma
Okay the last few months have been hectic....with work and the shit i do!a lot of sacrifise goes into making sure shit works out!But with every bad there is always a shining light somewhere.i can complain about a lot of things but i'm not on this post.this is about some thank you's to the people who have contributed to keeping my fix alive!which is istayela!
Part 1
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