By Rya Backer
I knew a little bit about Theophilus London before we met up to go shopping. My friend Derek first told me about him a few years ago, and I’d seen him around the city – standing at approximately 9,000 ft (or at least a bit taller relative to my five-feet-and-change stature), Mr. London isn’t that hard to spot in the crowd. He’s also an insanely well-dressed man, so when I found out I was going to spend some time with him, there was only one activity I really wanted to take on with the NYC-based rapper: shopping.
Metropolis is a fun little store in my neighborhood that I thought would fit the bill perfectly: in addition to a wide range of eyewear (an accessory both myself and Mr. London value), they carry vintage clothes heavy on the 70’s, 80’s and 90’s. Kind of like a good rock radio station. Mr. London and I perused their racks while discussing some of our favorite things: reality television, “Clueless,” and the age-old debate about girls wearing clogs (that last part didn’t make the cut). He also picked out some clothes for me to try on, and while I didn’t leave with a new romper or jumpsuit that day, I’ve still got my mind on a Mets 1986 championship t-shirt that I saw hanging on the wall.
London’s new album, Timez are Weird These Days is out today in stores. It’s first single, “Last Name London,” is perfect dance fun with it’s catchy hook and a pulsating beat: a perfectly stylish anthem for a very stylish man.