Posts Tagged ‘BAPE’

Peanuts x A Bathing Ape

My vinyl toy collecting days are long gone, but once in a while something will show up on my news feed that will reignite that crazy furnace inside of me. A Bathing Ape and Peanuts are joining forces to produce a number of goods for the upcoming Fall/Winter collection, with one of them being this really cool set with Snoopy and Woodstock. My only concern? If it stays true to how BAPE usually prices their products, then this thing will not be cheap.

See the rest of the collection over at Hypebeast.

Posted: August 29th, 2014
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This is insane

What do you get when two high end brands in KAWS and BAPE collaborate to create a toy? Something that you and I can never afford. As if the prices for KAWS and BAPE products are already out of reach for the average consumer, combining the two just seems insane… but in a good way, because for some twisted reason it still looks pretty dope.

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Posted: February 19th, 2011
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Big (expensive) Ape Crap

Hello to you.

Unbeknown to many, I’ve got this strange fetish towards stuffed plushies. Useless and totally unnecessary, they sit in my home with no purpose whatsoever other than to age and gain a thin layer of grey from the dust. During high school, a chick came and looked in my room and told me it looked like a girls room, after judging by the amount of stuffed animals that were in it. Let’s keep in mind here that my sister owns a few. However, I would say I own just as much as her, simply on the basis that I store some of it in my room and she has yet to challenge my supposed ownership of these items. That’s how things work over here I guess.

I saw this thing yesterday, apparently the BAPE brand is celebrating 15 years of designing obscenely expensive boutique stuff, and this Baby Milo has not been spared from this cruel trend: 118,000 yen, or around $1600 Canadian. But think of it this way prospective buyers: It’s a fucking massive monkey that will sit in your home and will at least provoke some response from your 3 year old sibling or cousin. When I was that small I wish I had something gigantic like that towering over me. That would have been epic.


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Posted: January 24th, 2009
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Some introspection

Oh shit the three week break is over.

Unlike Meghan, who just seems eccstatic for the new semester, I feel like I haven’t had enough days sitting on my ass doing nothing. Working, recovering and getting certain things done before the 25th was pretty much all I did. Not much for recreation, sleeping or going through with my jogging route. Three weeks is not enough to refresh this young whipper snapper before he enters the world of academia.

It’s no surprise amongst friends that I enjoy ripping everything about school. Locking yourself away in your room from the rest of the world during crunch time is no way to live yet it’s somehow imperative in order to accomplish some abstract notion of making something out of yourself. Reflecting on these four years I’ve spent up on the wretched mountain, I’ve read books I never took seriously and wrote things that never made any sense. Pretty bleak picture for close to $20,000 spent on all this schooling. But hey, I’m looking forward to co-op this fall – that is, if I make it.

So while I’m already burned out of the spring semester, at least I can take solace in the fact that I’ve gained some new found perspectives gained these past few weeks.

I can’t explain why but perhaps this t-shirt-and-jeans wearing S.O.B is starting to gain some fashion sense, perhaps move beyond what has been conventional for the last eight or so years. I’m reading more into fashion magazines, I’m actually interested in those $200+ pair of Nike Air Force 1’s coming out this spring and I actually want that BAPE tie. Yes it’s over $200 but I don’t care, it has a little monkey on it. Maybe now I can finally appease those fashion fags out there on the street who will judge my character within seconds of seeing or meeting me through the clothes I wear on my back.

Sorry, now I’m spewing. But hey, I’m actually looking forward to some things. If things go right these next few weeks,  you will be among the first to know what one of those expectations were.