The Height of Fashion

Above: Original Pan Am three set, Winnipeg in January or February 1992.

It's still cold, crappy, and I want to go skating. There once was a time where I would pull a 3XL hoodie over top of every sweater I owned and go skate regardless of the weather. In the above photo I'm wearing that hoodie, a pair of giant 8Ball or maybe New Deal jeans, cut down purple Caballero's, duct taped garbage gloves, and I'm obviously about to stomp the hell out of a switch varial heel in the dead of winter.

This is awesome.

This.