This Is Another 16-Piece Quiksilver & Stab Collaboration
With 2x Stab High winner Hugo ‘Boss’ Vaughan at its forefront.
“These older guys don’t wanna know about you. You’re just some kid who’s come to steal their lunch. It’s not enough to one-up them. If you want to win, you have to SMASH them…”
Such was the pep talk Sam McIntosh gave Hughie Vaughan after three consecutive failed attempts on the right in the Stab High Japan final.
Roughly 30 seconds later, following a few sideline missives from Albee Layer about his diminutive stature and “sloppy” layback landings, the Cenny Coast grom set his line, torqued his wiry frame and ripped an enormous inverted backside indy full rotation to take top spot on the leaderboard.
HUGHIE FUCKEN VAUGHAN was born that day.
A moniker that survived roughly 11 months, until Stab High Virginia, when HUGO BOSS received his second oversized novelty cheque from Stab. This time for greasing a frontside stalefish flip and earning the first Perfect 50 in event history.
HUGO BOSS (2026–infinity).
The latest collaboration between Stab and Quiksilver is essentially Hughie’s kit for when he’s not getting sideways, inverted, back-to-front or upside-down.
And sometimes when he is.
The hero piece, once again, is probably the tracksuit + bumbag combo. Boxy, oversized, sporty, menacing. Something you might catch David Beckham, Liam Gallagher or Jisoe dead wearing.
There’s reflective piping that’ll blow out a flash. Ripstop side panels for airing out the legs when the neighbours catch you cutting their hose again. Exterior QUIKSTAB labels that will never be made or seen again. Elastic where you want it for ease of entry and undress. And enough versatility to dress up, down, and/or gift someone hard to please.
There are boardies and tees too. Contrast-stitched. On the heavier side at 220gsm. Not so hot you’ll get bothered. Not so thin they’ll perish on a washing line during a drought.
If, like Josiah Amico, you should really be hiding your pasty white knees from camera equipment, there’s a 21-inch option too.
Alternatively, exercise your right to bare patella, hop in a time machine to 2011, or possibly the future, fashion being cyclical and all, and pretend your Tom Pringle kicking around Grassy Knoll at the height of the squirrel pandemic.
You can find the full collection here.
