Mission Mission

In a sprawling new Hypebeast interview, Self Edge honcho Kiya Babzani talks about — among other things — the differences between the original shop on Valencia and the recently opened sister shop in New York City:

The buying patterns and markets, for one thing in NY they have seasons, something we don’t really have in SF. So in the Winter it’s all warm gear and in the Summer it’s all Summer clothes. In SF, people are buying short-sleeve shirts and jackets year round. Also the customer is a bit different in NY, less concerned with the brand and they want something that’s more dressy looking and less vintage. But that’s expected, the vintage and 50’s scene in NY is near non-existent compared to how large the culture is in California.

Read the full interview here, though you should know it’s nowhere near as hard-hitting or personal as Mission Mission’s Self Edge profile from last year.

You could ride this badass beauty into a subterranean sledgehammer fight with Stalin himself and fare pretty well I think.

Gorgeous! (Even despite the terrible lighting down there, right?)

No word on how Mission burritos or Dolores Park fit into this equation.

[via Strange Maps]

Previously:

Berlin Neighborhoods in San Francisco

Reader Eric S. fills us in on this bummer:

I live right across the alley from this Chris Lux piece, so I was pretty bummed out to see that someone sprayed hatred all over his art. One of my neighbors saw the act in progress and told me that it was all done by some angry young girl who had some serious beef with Lux.

Now I can’t help but wonder if he snubbed her at The Attic on Morrissey Night or pretended not to know her while attending an Apache show.

Well, graffiti enthusiasts, a spurned lover or some such defaces an artist’s work: Is it art?

Fashionist was down in Austin last week scoping out what’s hot.

Previously:

Behind the Scenes of a Fashionist Photo Shoot

Aurah asks, via our Contact Us page:

Any ideas of what happened [Saturday] night at 14th and Guerrero? I could see the police but not the actual guy they were screaming at, “Put down the knife! etc.” Then it sounded like maybe they shot him with that beanbag gun and then a couple real gunshots.

Read on. What happened anyway? I’d call SFPD but I’m still sort of busy with SXSW.

Photo by Rob Maguire.

Did her pants split? The Tens has the answer.

Watch your back! Reader Alex S. fills us in:

I thought you might like to know of the most recent Peeping Tom in Dolores Park. He is taking photos of everyone relieving themselves by the railroad tracks. The fucking guy! I caught him (mid-piss) taking photos of both me and my girlfriend from the bushes on the other side of the tracks. I then went back up top and ran across the bridge to take a photo of him. Hope you enjoy and perhaps alert the rest of SF of this doosh. Also a good time to address this Dolores Park referb that’s going to happen — hopefully they’ll make bathrooms that don’t take 45 min to stand in line for?

Hopefully, indeed!

Thanks, Alex!

Previously:

I See You, You Pervert!

In our Introduce Yourself section this morning, we received a tender plea from reader P.P. (not pictured):

Just a Polish-Croat girl from Chicago living in the mish since 2006 wishing there was a decent pierogi joint in the hood. Pierogi cart anyone? Been reading this blog for awhile but finally decided we need to band together to get more pierogies damn it!

Link. We’re going to go ahead and overlook the fact that she pluralized an already plural word and join her cause. Who among us can make this girl’s pierogi dream (pictured) come true?

Photo by reg5057.

Hamburger Eyes recently published this stunner by photographer Jai Tanju. Life on earth summed up nice. If you want, you can refrain from turning it into a cheezbrgr ize joke.

Previously:

Badass Gash

Homo Habilis Honeys