5000 SS25 is for the Rebellious Punks

The moments of poignancy come from the splashes of plaid and color.

Photography by Bijan Sosnowski

Looking into models' eyes, distressed black eyeshadow melts to the peeks of cheeks. For Spring/Summer 2025, California-based brand 5000 came ragged and desolate; the models sank it into the make-up to highlight the stark tailoring of the clothes. In contrast to the bright and sunny day with ravishing greenery decorating the scene (some models carrying bleak white umbrellas), we are transported to a place of seldom return. The guests are ruminating in New York City’s historic Marble cemetery but are brought to life by excellent garment construction and daring punk foil. Through raw energy and controlled chaos, the collection is a nod to the iconic Mabuhay Gardens, a staple of the West Coast punk scene.

Founder and creator Taylor Thompson describes this scene as an old punk bar in northern California, and nothing could be more accurate. The first look stomps out, demanding attention with an open-breasted black blazer and silver flared foil shorts. This look is only to be completed with tall white calf socks and loafers, nodding to the familiarity of London's punk scene but meshed with the modernity of American truism. What follows is a series of structured return jackets and leather accompaniments. Most series have a flare vibe, melting with the upcoming New York September breeze, aiding the oxymoronic display of nature's vibrancy to the show. 

Photography by Bijan Sosnowski

The moments of poignancy come from the splashes of plaid and color. The green suit stands out among the leaves and marks its own energy territory. This feeling of heavy antiquatedness isn't a negative but a positive reinforcement of a solid understanding of one's meaning of the theme and carried motif. Even the Blazon blues are darkened and heralded among the other pieces. The turtleneck loosens around the throat, forcing the guests to acknowledge the logo subtly imprinted. The final look: the blazer adorned with a draping sheer red arm cape drags along the ground, watching each guest muddle at the torn grass following behind. It leaves a resounding moment of embrace for the fluidity and decadence that comes from punk.