LIFE OF LEATHERS

 
 
 

Escaping back to the Isle of Man for lockdown gave me a lot of time to think about other loops to close. During an exquisite dinner with my Dad we got into a conversation about racing leathers "They don't make them like they used to" my Dad moaned as he tucked into his Frey Bentos pie in-front of The Simpsons. This then resulted into quite an in-depth nostalgic recall on all his racing leathers him and his friends had kept over the years. Such sentimental value (since they almost died in them several times) but not being put to use, most of them passed down to other riders, made their way back to them. Essentially at the end of their life. "Would they let me re-imaged them d'ya reckon?" 

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'FULL IN HOUSE PRODUCTION'
From living room creation to a shoot in my Dad's garage
(slow fashion at its finest)

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