Supreme store nyc: and the lines go on…

not all fans look like fans


ok we all loved supreme, and that red box with its bold type is pretty cool. but like all punk rock bands that start out cool and soon find a bunch of losers pretend moshing at their feet, supreme has also come full circle. maybe its all those lady gaga ads that did them in? i never really got that! i mean, what does supreme have in common with gaga or her fans?  i pass by the store often when in town, and i see the lines round the block like its “born this way” at ticketmaster and think to myself “who are these people?” they are nothing like what you’d think to see from supreme’s projected image, but rather a bunch of nerdy, zit faced, trust-fund masterbaters who line up the street mid-week, from morning to night, for a piece of that red tape. you can’t blame supreme for that, but it just makes things worse when you see the “store clerk” step out like henry rollins, fluff up and try and drop some attitude upon these god-forsaken souls. i mean yeah, that must feel really grand to boss around a bunch of  teenage nerds who are dying to buy your logo clad t-shirts… i would at least drop the facade and fess up to selling out, and when you do, this is who you get at your doorstep, so don’t act all evil. by pr