(To the loyal reader that read this, I didnt even want to wake up this morning. I was having a classic dream of me being in some sort of magazine showcasing my clothing line. Is it a sign from God, the higher power?.. Hope it is. Ima work towards this.)
To be honest, I wanted to do another post instead of this one but, I couldnt find any good pictures of the movie, Above the Rim.So this movie you see below is a fill-in, but it stills does the job for me. Two reasons why im doing this; getting into the mindset for the fall/winter collection, and it brings back memories on what me and friends use to do and just started back doing. Playing basketball.
Growing up, basketball was the biggest part of my life. The first time I was introduced to that circular object and the love for the game was at 2 years old by my mother. ( Hold on for a minute, thoughts and emotions are running through me right now, not to sound soft. ) After this small introduction i fell in love with it. My mother saw something in me at a early age that i couldnt see my self, that i had skills. by this, she made it her duty to make me this best around. Camps. Her own team. Put me on the best teams. Had me around other good players. She played me 1 on 1. Things that a good mother should do, since i didnt have a father to do this with. There’s no hard feelings or tears for this, everything happens for a reason. Gave me a chance to be my own man. Getting into the mind frame of a basketball player later came the next level. The 96′ 3 on 3 basketball tournments of downtown little rock called, HoopFest. Hoopfest use to be popping! If you participated you know what i mean! But, yeah. Where do I start from? It was like a feeling, more like a vibe of the whole atmosphere. Best of the best. Original Jordans. Hoopfest tank tops. Basketball shorts. Sun. And 6 people playing for bragging rights, and trophies. Just Like in White Men Can’t Jump. (Why doesn’t arkansas do anything like this anymore, really do anything anymore?)
The last level was AAU. I played for my uncle “Turk” from the Bronx basketball team. The Rockets. Oh man, this is an experience that could never slip my thoughts. These were the best times in my life. The team i was on we all had chemistry on the court, we knew each others weakness and Strong’s on the court making us succeed in all the national tournaments. Straying away from the more serious approach. The fun times we had were mostly on the van, traveling and when we were in the hotels. We where in Kansas right and we had a game in the morning i think ,but we decided to sneak and goto the pool downstairs to meet these girls that we meet in the lobby earlier that day. Coach was waiting on us in the gym the next morning, ready to run us! After my uncle/coach died, basketball seem to had left my soul at the time. I gave up. He taught me the real game of basketball, the art of it. Felt like it was nothing after this, like it was no point now. A good dude.. For some unknown reason, recently basketball has came back into my life. This is what was missing out of my life. Im complete now, like happier now.. just feel good in my skin. Who is responsible for this?..
Now, for the second part. Fall inspiration.
White men cant jump, to me was the most classic basketball movie other than Above the Rim. It catches the whole feel of what i stated about the 96′ hoopfest. And its giving me inspiration for the fall collection im designing. I havent really decided on what ima do, as of know. But, i can tell you this though, im getting my whole design mind frame the 90’s culture. Movies. music. Art. Starter jackets. Jordans. The reason why im doing this mind frame is because i was talking with the owner of rock city kicks sneaker boutique, he said i could be in his store if i bring him 4 new designs. So im taking risk to bring you the fall collection. Good things coming your way. Stay tune..