You know what’s Crazy? I’ll tell you what’s Crazy™
The Arrested Collection™
I think it could be a spin off of the crazy collection™ only darker and stupider and perhaps inspired by jail house mug shots or art.
I was thinking of the idea when I came across Nick Nolte’s Mug Shot.
This is from 2002 when he got popped for a DUI.
It’s 12 years old and it still has a style that speaks to me.
Why am I commenting on this now? I’m not exactly sure.
Is it the caught in the act of defiance je ne se qua factor?
Perhaps it’s the defiant, self actualized, intensely independent look he delivers.
I love this mug shot like the guy who wears aluminum foil in the subway loves conspiracy theories.
Nolte said in subsequent interviews that this was not a mug shot. He says this picture was taken by a police officer at the hospital where he was getting a blood test.
Regardless of where it was taken, it’s an American classic.
This is a 68 SS Chevy Camaro, crashing into a wall of freshly dyed Easter Eggs.
This picture is so iconic, soldiers should hang it on the inside of their foot lockers.
It should inspire a battle cry that makes everyone want to run the hill and plant the flag.
I’m not even sure what that means.
This mug shot even has it’s on Twitter Handle called Nick Nolte’s Mug Shot.
The author of the Twitter site is filthy, not as classy as this photo.
This picture screams crazy in a fun, but dangerously crazy kind of way.
Arrested Collection? How could this be a clothing line? I don’t see how it can’t.
Nolte is an inspiration in jail house decoupage. He has hair like spray starched spaghetti. He has an angular, tanned face, disheveled, incoherent, sadly waiting for someone to yell “Cut.” He wears a shirt so Hawaiian, it’s from the Steve McGarret collection.
“Book Em Danno!”
I keep this photo on my desk top. I see it almost every day. OMG! What does that say about me?
It inspires me to think outside the box. It forces me to think like an arrested drunk actor.
It conjures up notions that mug shot clothing is more than just a passing fancy.
You’ve heard of WWJD?
How bout WWNND?
That’s right; What Would Nick Nolte Do?
I love this look. It’s a British Soccer Riot. It’s a 3 car pile up involving Pablo Picasso. It’s a baby spitting up oatmeal on a brand new Christening outfit. It looks like a cockatoo lost a fight with a blender.
The Arrested Collection.
I can see hard bodied Cali kids dropping over the top of the curl riding their LC long boards. The guys are decked out in hot pink Arrested Collection board shorts that light up a torso like a neon colored beer sign.
I see the women wearing little bikinis with NN crazy faces.
The Life’s Crazy Arrested Collection™ Another frequency of crazy.
It looks like 3 colors of play dough nuked in a microwave. This is what your stomach looks like after a couple of Double Chili Cheese Burgers and few shots of Patron.
Whatever happened in this mug shot, and I am sure there is a reasonably good explanation, I’m pretty sure you don’t want your teenage daughter anywhere near it.
Can you imagine seeing this on the red carpet at the Kodak theater?
Photographers’ light bulbs crackling. Reporters shouting like hyenas.
“Nick, Nick, what are you wearing?”
I imagine Mr. Nolte squinting through alcohol soaked eye balls, trying to dislodge the cob webs out of his crusty pupils.
After focusing on the bright vomit stained Hawaiian swirls on his chest, Mr. Nolte Burps a Technicolor bubble of booze, wipes his face with the crook of his elbow and says;
“What am I wearing? Who cares!”
And with that, the personification of crazy pushes his palm tree styled hair out of his face and moves on.
Who Cares!
Viola!
Thanks Mr. Nolte.
Another inspiration for a clothing line that will exceed like excess.
Life’s Crazy.