Greetings Solestruckers!
As you guys might have been wondering (and by “you guys” I mean “people I stopped in the middle of MAGIC because I haaaaaad to take a picture of their outfits”), your post is finally here. Before I begin bragging about how much I love “you guys,” I would like to claim my territory and declare that these boys are my new boyfriends; and girls my new girlfriends. I got it like that boo.
Usually when attending MAGIC, I find myself surrounded by hype beasts, Bulls snapbacks, Jordans, etc. You get the drill. Perhaps it’s because I was traveling with THE Solestruck crew, but this MAGIC experience exposed me to the amazing specimines below: and most of them were Solestruckers! Haha.
Sex On Fire.
Excuse me, sir, but are those teddy bears?

Fellow round-glasses lover.

No other way to wear a Boy London tee.
Rockabilly? Biker? Gypsy? Goth? WHO CARES!
Adidas kicks add instant athleticism.
The bag or the shirt. One of them have to be mine.
$WAG.
You lovely little lolita looking goth doll.
A top knot never looked so dapper.
This is what I imagine a NYC lumberjack looks like.
Jeffrey Campbell Coltrane in neon pink.
YRU
Jeffrey Campbell X Black Milk X Solestruck
A few weren’t into having their picture taken, but by the time I built up their confidence enough they were struttin’ away, flipping their hair.
WERQUE your personal style!
Till next time,