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Fashion Weak

This week’s new Dustinland comic is not really a comic, but rather a series of illustrations where I insert myself into bizarre high fashion ads. No commentary really, just fun. I enjoy it. Always have, always will. Because fashion can be super weird and serious and that is hilarious.

Blizzeards

This week’s Dustinland comic is about how everyone has a huge beard these days, and how that’s awesome. I’m definitely a fan. I myself cannot grow a full on caveman beard but I do have a goatee. Would I grow a beard if I could? I would at the very least try it. Why not? Beards are awesome. I mean, compare this trend to the whole metrosexual thing. I’d rather hang out with a bunch of lumberjack looking dudes than some guys who look like Ryan Seacrest. No offense to Seacrest, I mean, he could be a super cool dude. I’m just saying, he’s no Brian Wilson (the pitcher, not the Beach Boy [well either, really]).

Ironic Hipster T-Shirts: Behind The Scenes

I’m back with a new Dustinland after a week off for my summer vacation, and this comic is about hipster T-shirts. Well, at the time they weren’t really hipster T-shirts. They were just cheap ass used shirts that were perfect for recent college graduates barely scraping by in NYC—or any other place really. This was back in the early 2000s before social media, so there actually were secrets that lasted for a little while. Today, forget it. If someone found a place to get cool anything for cheap it’ll be posted and shared to death within days and before you know it, bye bye. It’s ruined.

Thankfully these days I can afford to pay more than $2 for a shirt and I’m sort of at that point where I don’t wear tees to work, but I still think it’s sad that this isn’t even an option anymore for those who wish it was, if there are such people, which there may no longer be.

Hot And Cold

I had all these other ideas in mind for this week’s comic until the other night, I was leaving work late and saw these scantily clad chicks on their way out for the night. It was in the 20s and these chicks both had bare legs and were clearly freezing. It just seems so silly. I was wearing full winter gear and a scarf wrapped around my face — I basically looked like either a ninja or a terrorist. Meanwhile these girls were about to hit up a Slip ‘N Slide. I just don’t get it.

Guys, sure, if you told us we could get laid, we’d wear thongs in Antarctica. But we’re desperate. You’re the deciders. No need to get frostbite just for us.

Meh. Who knows.

Boobs.

Time To Go

This week’s Dustinland comic is not really based on my wife, because she’s pretty good about these kinds of things. But she does have the occasional moment of unsure what should I wear panic. The girl in the strip is really a combination of women I have dated and stories I’ve heard from other people. And yes, it’s a bit of a cliché, I know, haha, what is this a sitcom? But really, clichés exist for a reason, and that’s all I’ll say about that before I have to flee to Mexico again.