On some real Christopher Reeves shit.
Those who know me know I was obsessed with Polo Ralph Lauren for a few years now. To the point where I couldn't leave the house without something Polo on me. Wallet, keys, cologne, scarf and any type of accessories were Lo'd up. And of course the clothes, down to the skin was Polo most of the time. But as time went on I felt like PRL was becoming less and less valuable. It's like when you were a kid and had one of the best collections but then as time goes on two things happen. For one, you grow and your preference changes. Instead of liking basketball cards, now you like art or video games. Second, your collection is devalued because the cards you once treasured, now belong to everyone else. As rarity decreases, so does the value. So naturally you're going to feel some type of way that any one now has access to things
you once cherished.
And once that lust is gone, what's left. I went shopping and looking at Polo reminds me of an ex-girlfriend. We had a long relationship. As a kid I used to see Lo around a lot. Always flashy and always looked good. I started messin with Lo heavy in college sophmore year. She was all over me and I loved her too! I was aware other dudes was messin wit Lo but not a lot of ppl was on her like I was. But within a year or so, everyone is claimin Lo as their own. But they don't know anything about Lo. They think wearin one style or coppin her from one place makes you and Lo one. They cant tell me where her father Ralph was born or where he went to school, Cant tell me where her mansion is or what the difference is with her labels. Who brought Polo to the hood? If you cant tell me why this post is Purple and Blue text on a Black background how can you say u love Lo? Do yall even know what RRL is? She don't know you niggas! But this isn't about them. It's about me and my one time, long term love for Lo.
So where do we go from here? For one I'm not purchasing anything with a Polo man on it. If I cop and its Polo, only the TRUE Polo heads will know. Starting with the Jelani Calfskin Loafers [Holla yes they ARE really named "Jelani"] As I grow older, I feel like I'm more interested in looking good rather than chasing names, so if you see me, My new clothes won't have a logo on it probably. Or you may see me in some loafers, Nudies and a regular tee or flannel. Ya swag it's what's gotta start makin you not your tag. Lo has taught me a lot, ups and downs, goods and bads. So who knows what's going to happen in the future. Hopefully the posers' wells run dry and they revert back to Cavi or something. Or maybe Rocawear will come back and I can reach in my closet and pull all my vintage Roc jeans out. But until then, shouts to the real Lo Heads
K-Lo
Semi Lo
Sharp Lo
Polo Pat
Todd
Darren
Prince Zeem
And shouts to all the niggas wearin US Polo Association! You too are wanted for Attempted Murder and Conspiracy to Kill a Brand!
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