So the other day i visited Rowan and Shanelle in Melbourne. Did you know that you have to a plane to go to melbourne? can’t even ride there. Evidently, we decided to squat their apartment for handful of evenings. His pad is Big, and i’m not talking Tom Hanks in ‘Big’, I’m talking Mr. Big from Sex and the City BIG. there is so much space that you can stumble drunk around the whole place without hitting anything. love it. And if you bring some, you can do lines in the bathroom because they have a bench in there, a bench i tell you! Quite Miami if you ask me. But the place has so much flair and style which is not shocking given the people who live there.

Then proceeded to visit Browan at his job and check out the hype. The place is a room tucked away on the ground floor of a 50′s building (i’m guessing it’s from that era, don’t quote me on it). They have a choice as set up, a maître d’hôte (aka mason), a show Colnago kitted out with Dura Ace ax, stuff in a cabinet, barber chairs, a tv cranking sports, toys, a beer fridge (surprisingly full). So they do fades, shaving, conversations and drinking. The Nec plus Ultra is that those son of a guns are sponsored by Rapha! casual

The Maître d’hôte

Obviously i couldn’t turn up in melbourne empty handed. notice how Rowan’s love for camo extends to his bench seat.

Once again, thanks Rowan and Shanelle for putting up with us, especially when Shanelle was a couple of weeks from finishing her semester at school. Sleep well you two.