So this is goodbye

After 98 sleepless nights, 71 flashes of inspiration, 67 bad ideas, 54 new stockists, 40 complaints from conservative clowns, 36 chance meetings, 21 group hugs, 19 arguments with suppliers, 13 cases of Reschs, 8 tantrums, 4 years of ridiculously hard work, 3 plans to escape to a desert island and 2 out of body experiences, the time has come to put Eleventh Commandment to bed.

It certainly has been 1 wild ride.

2012 is a year full of promise and we are off to explore new opportunities. But not before we say thank you.

Thanks for letting us indulge in our stupid ideas, talk shit on the interwebs, play way too much music, pass judgement on attractive people, get overly excited, gatecrash your party, make lots of videos, crack onto your sister, run ridiculous competitions and disappoint your mum when she did your laundry and saw what you had written on your t-shirt. It has been a pleasure.

To everyone that purchased an Eleventh Commandment garment over the years, we hope it holds a special place in your wardrobe. It was made with blood, sweat, tears, elbow grease, vinegar, hope and plenty of love. Or maybe that was applesauce. We sometimes get the ingredients mixed up when we are really hungover.

Either way, we are eternally grateful for your support and hope you enjoyed the journey as much as we did.

We have reduced what little remaining stock we have left in the online store to just $20 + postage. Have at it before it’s all gone.

You never know where we will pop up in the future, but for now the label will be put on hold indefinitely. Muchas gracias y buenas noches x

R.I.P Eleventh Commandment
20.08.08 – 09.02.12

A peak into the asylum

It's been a while since we've run a round of our Lunatics competition. A long while in fact. And it's not because we don't love seeing lots of outrageous photos of you wearing Eleventh Commandment. It's just because we have been so freaking busy.

But we thought it was time to dig out some of the old winners - hilarious and borderline NSFW in equal measure.

For those that don't know, the comp requires people to send in photos to us. The only rule is that the photo had to feature at least one Eleventh Commandment garment. And basically the funniest photo wins.

Click here for the inaugural comp announcement in '09.

Click here for more deets on the round 1 winner.

Click here for more deets on the round 2 winner. (Extra points for guessing which one of these people recently broke records as one of Australia's biggest felons. Hint: it's not the dude covered in shit).

Click here for a link to a picture of a goat doing a handstand.*


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*Ok so maybe it's not a goat but what am I, a vet? What do you want to see a goat doing a handstand for anyway? Don't you have anything better to do? No? Neither.

An obsessive work of art

Check out these well-loved Eleventh Commandment jeans.

This style was one of the first we ever produced. They are constructed with a raw Japanese denim. When these photos were taken they were two years old and had only been washed once.

The whiskering and turtling is a thing of beauty. We strive constantly to make the perfect pair of jeans so to see a pair that have been worn this much makes us feel funny in our special place.

No amount of sanding, distressing, dying or other laundering techniques could ever perfectly reproduce these effects. Time and wear are the only way.

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Ancient history

Here are a couple of images from the first photoshoot we ever did. Nothing like some nostalgia on a Tuesday morning.

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Market time

We'll be at the Glebe Markets today. You should come hang out, buy some stuff, do some people watching, purchase a partially gelatinated non-dairy gum-based beverage, seduce a stranger, high five an acquaintance and maybe even partake in a good old-fashioned hoedown (if you're so inclined). See you there :)

EC xx