Gayley McGayensen...
Ever notice that thugish dudes like to look really gay. Like when Rocawear dudes bust 16X tees, which oddly make them look babylike and less threatening. Or when Clinton Street kids grow flowing, curly locks that are pulled back, then ponied with a scrunchie.
But no more. Nothing says how street 'ya is more than lacing your Timbos with plastic-coated chains. Now that's hard, son. Fortunately, NYC has a boutique dedicated to making sure 'yo shit is tight when you roll up to 'da club. Of course it has no name, other than it's address, 15 R. "R" is short for "Rivington", get it? Oh, and it's never open. Word.