It became clear to me 3am last Tuesday morning, as I walked through freezing air from the A train to the 2 down 42nd Street. I came across a gigantic banner heralding the arrival of what apparently will be a gigantic Marc Ecko store and thought "If he can parlay selling trash to a legion of unsuspecting hip-hop-addled youth and blossoming into a 'designer label' by merely slapping on an English-looking font and a coat of arms into a premium 10,000 square foot retail outlet in the heart of Times Square, then it's not too late for me. This is my fucking city!"
wow..that’s scary Ecko on 42nd street? shouldnt they just name times square Commercial Row/Avenue because it’s becoming nothing more than one never ending sea of name brand big scale advertisers…
Happy New Year Papi! Make us believe it’s your/our city…
Nothing was better than ringing in the New Year with you! It’s your city! Do it up!
Raising my glass of Cristal to you, bruh.
Donald:
I saw this too and wondered WTF? Isuspect more this will be going on at this label as well as other hip hip brands that realize all the billboard type t-shirts no longer sell.
do you… can’t wait.
Happy New Year Baby!!!
u know i wannna see how you can work this city.
oh but the font is so pretty… the coat of arms is so regal… surely, it must be quality merchandise. eff tuition, nigga… I GOTTA HAVE MARC ECHO!
I want to see your fine ass