Catch Surf Presents: Good Vibes, Fresh Digs

Autumn is a season for love, lust and bad ideas that are somehow good decisions. The kind folks over at Catch Surf want to be sure you’re styled out while dipping into whatever impulsive notions this fall sets forth for you. Here are some fresh digs fit for the pleasantries you choose to wallow in. Fanny packs are cool, right? Because they’re uncool? Maybe. Functional; regardless. Now imagine yourself in the middle of a jungle and a large cat’s chasing you, a panther perhaps. You’re scared but not petrified. You hide in the foliage, quietly unzip the fanny pack pull out a flask and take a swig. Your nerves calm as the cat turns your way. But you’re nowhere to be seen. That’s because this fanny pack’s camouflage baby! Made for the jungle, worn on the street. Now imagine you’re at a festival. You’ve just danced your heart out with a fancy little number that you assume’s a 10 but you’re pretty ripped thanks to what you got in that fanny of yours; sunscreen, that flask, assorted letters, a rubber, chapstick and even a change of socks. Now, go back to her tent. Use that rubber, or don’t and worry about it tomorrow… Fuck, fanny packs are cool… (shop here) Everybody needs a party shirt and your party shirt needs a collar and a bit of flash. Here’s an in-betweener, depending on what kind of digs fit your style. Wear this open at the beach without an undershirt. Let that Austin Powers chest pop, growl and make questionable gestures with your hips.  The pattern will get your mojo rising. You’ll be feeling like Jim Morrison before the weight gain, or after. Just lay off the H, that’s not good for anybody. (shop here) These are your sweats but they aren’t for you. They’re to keep you’re little Netflix date cozy while you snuggle in your bedroom and turn the volume up a little louder. That denim she’s wearing is rigid and you’re not making any progress. Slip into something a little more comfortable why don’t you, what a novel idea! Elastic waistband, no buttons or zip. You can also wear them, they’re cozy and pretty sweet. Def good for a car ride on the way to a cold morning surf. But remember, they’re not for you. (shop here) You’re in the carpark after a fun sesh. The sun’s shining, it’s a crisp fall day and there’s a steady breeze. Your salt crusted hair keeps drifting into your eyes. You tuck it behind your ears, toss on your trooper hat and snap it back. Soak in the shade, the freedom and style. It feels good now, don’t it? (shop here) Now here’s a flannel for the burly man, a true axe swinger, a cabin dweller. One who smells of oak and maple syrup with a belly full of flapjacks and cigarettes. For a man who has a beer for breakfast and whiskey for lunch. A man who requires a girlfriend, a mistress and a fling. A man so manly that all three gals know of each other and have no worries. A man in this flannel is virile and robust. He has love to spare and seeds to plant. He thinks Old Spice’s for pussies and has never heard of memory foam. This is a flannel for a real man. (shop here) Got to love a good pocket tee! Keep that cellular device close to your heart where it belongs. Don’t skip a beat. It’s an immediate world out there. That chick from tinder, or bumble or whatever skeezy dating app that’s got you ferociously swiping left and right may send you another nudie. Then you think: Fuck I haven’t even met her yet. That last shot was just cooter and ass with legs in the upright position. Who else is she so openly sending these to? So you post it to that group message with your boys and put that phone back in your pocket. Let it ferment a bit, you’ll probably ring her up around midnight. (shop here)