Hopefully, as time goes on, we can add something to this community and find our place as a young independent business where everyone is in their 20s. Living, working, and just being in Soho everyday is a literal dream come true. Sincerely, we set it up to follow our collective dreams – as mushy as that may sound. Why did you set it up, and what can people expect when coming to the store? Sure, sneakers are our first love but since bankers (and the likes) started treating sneakers as commodities – we reckon the culture is pivoting into a more holistic, classically influenced style. At Dunno, we call ourselves ‘Grown Up Streetwear.’ Which to us, just means less over branding, combining designer with truly vintage bits and not just hyping sneakers. Next came learning about Supreme, Palace, Stussy, Patta and the likes which ultimately was the final straw in us caring about fashion as a whole. First, it was the music Rap, Grime, and Hip Hop as a whole which led to an interest in sneakers. But on a whole, we’re definitely behind and so the internet was our portal. Sneakers in Dublin which gave Irish kids the access and information that Duke’s Cupboard does. Sure, as time went on we got one or two stores like Saint St. Growing up in Ireland, we didn’t have the same access and nearby reference points as you do here. What was your first introduction to streetwear culture? You guys are young and so humble, and I don’t feel we see enough of that in this industry. It’s so good to see a group of friends running something like this. A new vintage, upcycling and sneaker store on Berwick St. Lydia, Zak, and a bunch of the others are English. Filipp, Software Developer/General Tech lad, is Russian. Imogen Ivy, Head of Content, is from Australia. Dylan and I (Jamie) are from the Dublin-Wicklow border in Ireland, so is Spicebag our graphic designer. We got going last Friday 23rd July after about 6 months of preparation and since then we’ve all legit been on cloud-9. Curated, is actually open and being so well received. How you guys doing? Where did you grow up, and what you doing? We headed down with one of The Basements OG’s for a look round the store. Set up by a tight knit group of friends, we met the young entrepreneurs COO Dylan Cross and CEO Jamie Cameron. Their Instagram followed the six month journey of setting up an independent business, showing the process of doing up the store, all the way through to the grand opening. The store is a new independent specialising in vintage clothing, reworked and upcycled workwear and streetwear, as well as a selection of sneakers and sought-after designers and brands. Suddenly he was awoken by a movement, jerking him back to reality not the restless stirring of his companion, but a sudden surge by Kirsten, the click of the catch on the passenger door, the creaking of rusty hinges.Dunno Curated opened its doors on the 23rd of July, at one of our favourite spots, Berwick Street in Soho. That was one reason why she wasn't going to sit up and wait for Keith she found all kinds of other excuses but she knew the real one and it made her feel guilty. The mood was coming on her tonight and she knew she could not stop it. They might have been a thousand miles from civilisation, marooned on a dried-up waterhole in the middle of some vast arid desert. Just the buzzing of insects in the surrounding undergrowth. Just hammer me good and hard, lay me out.' There were times when you had to make a joke out of a crisis.īut there was only silence. 'For you to hit me over the head with if I suddenly try to make a break for it. She would not be ashamed to let a man see her nude. Her figure was still passable, her breasts were still firm and had not sagged, just a few wrinkles on her stomach and a couple of stretch marks. Joan Doyle studied her nakedness in the full-length wardrobe mirror, experienced a glow of self-satisfaction. I don't know what came over me, only that I felt I'd go crazy if I stayed in here a second longer. 'And I'm sorry too,' she replied after a while, squeezed his hand. Her inhibitions always disappeared when she put the light out, it was as though she stepped into another world. I'm going to jump out, run for the road.' You've no right to keep me here against my will. Her features were screwed up into a mask of panic and desperation, her voice shrill with rising hysteria. 'Stop it' She let out a scream, struck at him with clenched fists. And then she began to cry uncontrollably. That was when he hit her, released his hold on her and in the same movement brought the flat of his hand hard across her face, threw her head back. 'What's that for, to hit the snake over the head with?' She left the hallway light on and went upstairs.
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