Even the coolest vintage clothing stores feature a sufficient selection of smooch.
Examples below:
Everyone loves a scuffed shoe. It gives the shoe a story, something people can talk about.
The forlorn band shirt might just be the saddest of them all. Imagine where this has been.
Toxic shock syndrome for the retinas.
Even the hanger is trying to get as far away from this travesty as possible.
(sigh)
No, really, you can BUY these. Make them yours. A possession. You own them and all that's associated with them.
I think i'm going to have to resort to making noises associated with each item.
This one's a "PWHeeeerrrt."
Oh boy. Ohhhhhh hoho boy. OH BOY.
This one item has prompted me to propose the idea of a new blog: DARTHS OF CONSIDERATION.
Because Darth Vader's cool. But when he's not, he really, really, really is not.
I'm going to lay down the law here. Any kind of sexual position/Karma Sutra design for a t-shirt is NOT ON. Replacing humans with animals is an additional crime.
"Cartoon Lizards doing it, wee hee!" I mean, are you 30, going on 3? Just awful.
Just in case you needed a reminder that 1992 was a particularly bad time for men's haircuts, here's this.
"PHWOnnnggh." No pot of gold at the end of this rainbow.
See, you take something good and you make it dirty, you never even think about cleaning it, then you sell it. That's how easy it can happen. Although, seeing as that just simply is not a series of thought processes i'd ever go through, it's not really easy at all.
Jesus wept.
Is this smooch? I don't even know any more.
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