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Written on Wednesday at 10:57PM by ALLUS Co Shred Mag
Ruby Hill is now open. Super mellow, super fun and free! 6 butter boxes. Check it out. Platte River and Florida in D-town! Big ups to Winter Park for making it possible!
Opening Day, photo: Jeff Bernhard
Minutes from downtown Denver! photo: Jeff Bernhard
Sunset at Ruby, photo: kimsidwell.com
Lakota throws down. photo: kimsidwell.com
Ruby Hill is open from dawn to 9 pm, photo: kimsidwell.com
Opening Day, photo: Jeff Bernhard
Minutes from downtown Denver! photo: Jeff Bernhard
Sunset at Ruby, photo: kimsidwell.com
Lakota throws down. photo: kimsidwell.com
Ruby Hill is open from dawn to 9 pm, photo: kimsidwell.com
The Dude Drew Neon Story
Written today at 02:29PM by ALLUS Co Shred Mag
Thanks for visiting allusmag.com. Here is the rest of the Neon story... Hope you enjoy...
For this issue dedicated to the old school, I couldn’t forget about the fashions of the day. I was going through a bunch of old pictures from the 80’s and was literally blinded by the light. It was the light of day glo from days of old.
I remember lacing up the Sorels, two sizes too big, and knowing that those were the only articles of clothing that I had no color choice or control over. All the rest of my ensemble was as bright and funky as a proud peacock on acid. I was so stoked on my Roffe hot pink and florescent yellow coat. I had matching pants and a choice of matching turtle necks so I could alternate day to day. For some reason I had a stocking cap with reindeer, standard issue with the big ball on top, only my reindeer were humping. I thought that hat was so raunchy and cool. I even sported neon gloves that matched my neon Sims Switchblade. We are talking Super Sweet Style.
What were we thinking? If it could be any more garish, our retinas would have exploded. I guess that’s why we had to wear Vaurnet cat eyes. Top it all off with a L’Oreal hair spray hardened wave, and we were good to go. Go where, who could really say. It has ultimately led us all to the here and now, but I still wonder, where has all the neon gone.
I still have a few pieces of neon clothing from back in the day, and I would probably still sport it out on the slopes if any of it fit. Unfortunately, everything I have is way too small, or maybe I’ve grown way too fat. The funny thing is, the Sorels my Mom bought are still two sizes too big. Who knows, if I hold on to the classic neon for long enough, my kids may want to steal my retro cool gear.
I have seen a few splashes and splatters over the last few years, but it takes a special breed to pull it off. And it has never caught on enough to make a comeback. I know it is a hard sell for reps, and risky for shops to carry, but those colors were supposed to be the look for the future. Here we are in the next millennium, and what we thought were the rebellious, loud, obnoxious, punk colors, have now sadly seemed to fade away.
-The Dude Drew
For this issue dedicated to the old school, I couldn’t forget about the fashions of the day. I was going through a bunch of old pictures from the 80’s and was literally blinded by the light. It was the light of day glo from days of old.
I remember lacing up the Sorels, two sizes too big, and knowing that those were the only articles of clothing that I had no color choice or control over. All the rest of my ensemble was as bright and funky as a proud peacock on acid. I was so stoked on my Roffe hot pink and florescent yellow coat. I had matching pants and a choice of matching turtle necks so I could alternate day to day. For some reason I had a stocking cap with reindeer, standard issue with the big ball on top, only my reindeer were humping. I thought that hat was so raunchy and cool. I even sported neon gloves that matched my neon Sims Switchblade. We are talking Super Sweet Style.
What were we thinking? If it could be any more garish, our retinas would have exploded. I guess that’s why we had to wear Vaurnet cat eyes. Top it all off with a L’Oreal hair spray hardened wave, and we were good to go. Go where, who could really say. It has ultimately led us all to the here and now, but I still wonder, where has all the neon gone.
I still have a few pieces of neon clothing from back in the day, and I would probably still sport it out on the slopes if any of it fit. Unfortunately, everything I have is way too small, or maybe I’ve grown way too fat. The funny thing is, the Sorels my Mom bought are still two sizes too big. Who knows, if I hold on to the classic neon for long enough, my kids may want to steal my retro cool gear.
I have seen a few splashes and splatters over the last few years, but it takes a special breed to pull it off. And it has never caught on enough to make a comeback. I know it is a hard sell for reps, and risky for shops to carry, but those colors were supposed to be the look for the future. Here we are in the next millennium, and what we thought were the rebellious, loud, obnoxious, punk colors, have now sadly seemed to fade away.
-The Dude Drew
