Name: Chris
Hometown: Chicago

When I asked Chris about his hat, he told me he had spent the Summer collecting bird feathers up and down the west coast. I asked him what his favorite type of bird was, and he said "Dodo".

Name: Jose
Hometown: Mexico

You can't see it, but about 30 seconds before this photo was taken Jose grabbed my ass.
I like his slacks.

Name: Kelvin
Hometown: Miami, FL

Kelvin is an Executive Chef. It says so on his coat. 'Nuff said.

Name: Can't Remember
Hometown: Can't Remember

You club kids today think you're so underground with your glow sticks and designer drugs and Hypercolors t-shirts. Meanwhile this dude is downing shots of plutonium and dancing to trance music made by Reptoids from the planet Jupiter in preparation for the night's activities.

Name: Frank
Hometown: Chicago


Sometimes you have to suspend disbelief and accept the fact that there are time travelers sent here specifically to make you the happiest you've ever felt about leaving your apartment that day.

Also, when I asked Frank if I could take his photo he said, "Yes, but I'm on my way to church so make it quick".

Name: Walter
Hometown: Jamaica

Very few people in this world take the time to keep up their appearance. Grocery store aisles are packed with shoppers in sweat pants. People wait in line for a movie wearing Ugg boots and wife beaters. The unwashed clog the sidewalks with their tangled hair and grease stained t-shirts and create a collective eyesore.

Meanwhile Walter glides through the masses with this icy blue fedora and silk button up, confident in the fact that he's better dressed than 95% of Downtown. Do you even know how much time you need to invest in a pair of boots that white? Especially down here. Think about that the next time you just want to be "comfy" when you're out in public. The rest of us have to look at you, you know?

Name: Tony
Hometown: Los Angeles

We introduced ourselves to Tony as he was walking into his apartment building. I asked him where he came from and he said he was shopping at Ralph's. Guess what everybody? Tony wins, because he's wearing a fucking robe at eleven o' clock at night to pick up groceries. Duh. Let's all focus on comfort from now on when we leave the house, ok?