Don't ask me how I got here...I'm a little fuzzy on the details myself. All I can remember is that on a warm Friday night in 1986 I was cruising down the highway in my brand new Firebird. Aerosmith was blasting from the cassette deck as I made my way home from a killer Mötley Crüe show. Feeling good, I sang along and reached down by the floor for my cigarettes but what I saw when I looked back up froze me mid breath. The landscape had suddenly became distorted and the sky began to erupt in violent hues of neon green and fluorescent orange. As I looked skyward through the T-tops, a blinding tube of blue light parted the illuminated clouds and I felt myself falling, falling... I can't remember how long I was out but I instantly knew something was totally wrong, like I had traveled thousands of miles in no particular direction...I awoke half sprawled over some discarded couch on a sidewalk corner. My car was gone and something just didn't feel right. Lighting up a chesterfield, I wandered the nearby streets looking for some indication of where I was. As I looked around I saw kids with sideways hats, strange sleek cars with loud bass and folks stumbling around with their pants halfway down. "What a bizarre place this is." I mused aloud, slowly comprehending that this was no longer the 1986 I knew and loved. I realized then that I may never make it back. With deep sorrow I gave in to the fact that I would just have to make it on my own in this strange, new world....

Well that's how I like to think about it at least :)

I've been called Jack From The 80's and Jaxl Rose. It's been said I look like Bret Michaels and Vince Neil. Someone even paid me one of the highest compliments and told me he thought I look exactly like Duff McKagan! It all comes with the territory when you dress and act as a true 80's rock star.

I'll admit right now before we get any further that I was born in May of 1989, which makes me (almost) 23 years old. Although I'm pretty stoked that I got in at the very tail end of the decade, I hardly got to experience any of it. Despite this, I've grown up listening to the best bands of the 80's: Poison, Crue, GN'R, Whitesnake, Ratt, Bon Jovi, Scorpions, Billy Idol, Warrant, Winger, Def Leppard, Van Halen, the list goes on an on. It's taken me years to perfect the style I have now. From the boots to the earrings to the hairspray, I don't do it half-assed and I feel it shows in how I dress, to the cars I drive, and even the cigarettes I smoke; ask anyone who knows me. That's why I started this blog, so that I could share my countless hours of research and findings and opinions on true 80's rock star fashion for guys. Anyone can buy a wig at a Halloween store and throw on some type of cheap leather jacket, but to me it's not just a look, it's a lifestyle.  The heyday that made these bands great may be over, but I know I am not alone in carrying the torch to pay tribute to the last great Rock N' Roll decade.

-J