Roy Orbison cult unmasked!
Those of you that have dawdled down Brick Lane or donned your Hunter wellies (trendy wellies? the end is nigh.) to stomp through fields recently will have noticed that one style of sunglasses is in the ascendancy in a big way. But wait! Something sinister is awry with the Wayfarers!
Having purchased a pair of said Wayfarer’s last summer, I was obviously a bit pissed off to see every Jack and fucking Danny sporting them this summer.
Although to give the glasses their due, they are a tasty set of peeper protectors. I recently dropped them off a 40ft roof in Marrakech and they didn’t even scratch!
Anyway, I’m not as peeved about the wave of Wayfarers since I found out that it’s all to do with a bizarre Shoreditch-based underground cult.
The cult are going by the name of Ooby Dooby. Ooby Dooby was started by Roy Orbison fantatics who have implanted micro-chips into all of the trendy frames, which when turned on will turn all Wayfarer wears into Roybots who spend the rest of eternity singing Orbison classics (all four of them).
I for one can’t wait. Here’s the great man himself with a little treat for the ladies…
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