sign, i have to admit that i was once labled a "wigga" which in this area describes a silly white kid wearing fubu. In my defense I was raised in a small farming community 30 miles from anything resembling a metropolis. We either wore wranglers and were labled a hick, or fubu/kani/etc and were labled wigga. In retrospect i think i was more attracted to bright color combinations than wearing my jeans half off my ass. My gf tried to toss a black/orange/electric blue fubu baseball jersey, i felt some strange attachement and wouldn't let her throw it out. She's handy to have around, She works for Ethan Allen as an interior designer and has pretty good fashion sense which as it works out matches my own. Every other time I see her my wardrobe grows