Look, i know it’s just a photo shoot for hip RODE shirts, and I know she doesn’t even RIDE that bike, and certainly not in heels and shredded nylons and in a lesbian bacon fun wheel. But damn, sell some shirts!
I mean, I love reappropriations of that classic logo, of course of course, and Milano Fixed themselves are a great example… but man, I think I’d snap this up quick like if I saw it. I might even punch someone if it came to the last one in my size or whatever.
The jerseys. That’s all I’m talking about. Just focus on the jersey. Remember to breathe.
Oh man… this makes me want to ride so badly. Curse you, storm system…
I’m still in awe of that Flat Out ride…
http://www.milanofixed.com/flat-out-day-6/#more-8368
That wasn’t a typo, Cybernanny.
Never have I wanted an earing again more… or wait, on someone else. Or wait, I guess I just like it in concept. Seems heavy.
This is the stuff single-life fixie fantasies are made of. I’m imagining some single bro of mine, thinking to themselves as they powerskid around corners in SF, ‘that girl is SMOKIN… if only she had a fixie we could go on rides to the Legion of Honor and share cheeseteakes under that one tree at dusk toge— HEY! IS that…? FTW!’
This is a really intriguing project. Different arm lengths, different reach required. Customize!
It’s not like our jersey is so original, but smmmmoked! By oh, 75 years or so of awesome.
