My Way

My Way

Don't Just Label Bobby Hundreds a Streetwear Guy
My Way

Don’t Just Label Bobby Hundreds a Streetwear Guy

My parents are Korean immigrants, and I was one of maybe 30 Asians in a high school of 2,000 kids in Riverside, California. I was keenly aware that I was different—that I wasn’t white—and felt like the world was stacked against me. During that time, skateboarding shaped my life. Through skateboarding I found music, and through music and skateboarding I discovered fashion. From as early as I can remember, I was an artist, but I was told there wasn’t a future in that. My parents told me I needed to concentrate on math and other subjects I was horrible at. Because my creativity was squelched, it manifested in strange ways. Most kids were under their blankets reading PLAYBOY; I was drawing in secret because I wasn’t allowed to in public. All my Asian American role models were doctors or the karate guy in movies. As an Asian American, you were either the consumer or the kid in the factory making the product. You weren’t the guy running the company. White men ran the clothing…

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