A Lesson to Be Learned

So things are starting to slow down...

Yesterday I was roaming the internet and doing my regular - skate websites I enjoy following - following up. I got up to snuff with them but wasn't satisfied yet with my skate smutt.. So I got so ambitious as click yet another link off the side of the site I was on and found this..


(How could I resist right?)

So basically this is what all you razorfiends should be setting your standards to, exhibit A: Boulon, and not this guy..

Boulon kills it for many reasons.. For starters look at the dudes kit - some gnarly cross trainers, gray sweatpants (but not too baggy), obligatory courier satchel (great for keeping any extra swag in there [ex: a lacoste crew neck sweatshirt] and not giving you back sweat which could lead to backnie or, depending on the severity of the backnie, cracknie), a very fitted polo shirt w/ not one but two chains visible and a perfect set of grills and bad-ass attitude to complete this Euro-trash look.

Furthermore he allows those in which we shall not mention to skitch his rig - I'm sure he presented the idea to other extreme sport enthusiasts (perhaps even to a scooterer/scootist (sp?) BAH! the hilarity of seeing that), but they knew better... He rips the fucking legendary bowl of Marseille, he's got foot plants and airs to crotch smash on lock and despite the lack of airhorns he rips to we be steady mobbin.

Enough said. Happy Saturday guys, hope you can find your lines between the scootards at the park today.