fashion skool of hard knocks

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Remember playing Telephone at your 9th birthday party?
This guy's got words going in one ear and out the other. And way better hair than you had back then. The mohawk and its progeny have been spotted throughout the city, evidence of a rising dance-punk sensibility. Perhaps it's been stewing as faux-hawks and rat-tails for a few years already.

Spawn of the hawk has not become faddish (yet?), but there are definitely too many of them walking around to be attributed to the anachronistic punksouls. This is a kind of subtle, hawk-mullet. Rad.

And on a different note: big hearts to the tie-scarf with a windmill on it.