Star Tracks: Evan Ross
Evan hanging out in the West Village, New York.
LaMike credited dreary day Diana with giving him fashion advice as a youngster. “She would always let us wear whatever we wanted, but sometimes she would see something and say, ‘I need you to switch to this. You’ll like it better.’”
Keeping your tang game proper as an adolescent can be such a daunting task. Especially if you have a tacky ass mama. I remember thumbing through Delia’s catalogs with my cousin Kiwi (born Kenneth) during home room in junior high, searching high and low for a tech vest that complimented his hazel contacts.
But I digress.
Meth lab chic was the inspiration for LaMike’s dashing outfit. Damn that boy is cold.