For people who still haven’t grown out of drawing skulls on their homework.
This shirt is exactly what your mom was afraid you’d turn into — a walking, talking disappointment with impeccable taste in questionable graphics. Featuring a radioactive skull slapped over two lightning bolts (or drumsticks? or weapons? who knows, we found them behind a Denny’s), this tee screams “I make bad decisions, but I look incredible doing it.”
Printed on a black shirt because of course it is — you’re not here for color, you’re here to look like you came straight from a basement show or a crime you probably didn’t commit.
Wear it to a gig. Wear it to Trader Joe’s. Wear it to your court date.
Doesn’t matter.
You’ll still look dangerously cool and emotionally unstable, which is basically the whole point.
• Made from 100% ring-spun cotton, because your delicate trash-princess skin deserves softness, not sandpaper.
• 6.1 oz garment weight — thick enough to survive a bar fight, soft enough to nap in.
• Garment-dyed, meaning every shirt already looks like you’ve lived a life worth regretting.
• Relaxed fit so you can breathe, slouch, snack, and exist without constraints.
• 7/8" double-needle topstitched collar — fancy words for “this neckline won’t betray you.”
• Features twill-taped neck and shoulders, engineered for maximum durability during questionable life choices.
• Double-needle hems everywhere that matters. If this shirt falls apart, it’s because you did something stupid.
• Responsibly sourced from Honduras, because someone has to make this masterpiece and it sure as hell isn’t you.
For people who still haven’t grown out of drawing skulls on their homework.
This shirt is exactly what your mom was afraid you’d turn into — a walking, talking disappointment with impeccable taste in questionable graphics. Featuring a radioactive skull slapped over two lightning bolts (or drumsticks? or weapons? who knows, we found them behind a Denny’s), this tee screams “I make bad decisions, but I look incredible doing it.”
Printed on a black shirt because of course it is — you’re not here for color, you’re here to look like you came straight from a basement show or a crime you probably didn’t commit.
Wear it to a gig. Wear it to Trader Joe’s. Wear it to your court date.
Doesn’t matter.
You’ll still look dangerously cool and emotionally unstable, which is basically the whole point.
• Made from 100% ring-spun cotton, because your delicate trash-princess skin deserves softness, not sandpaper.
• 6.1 oz garment weight — thick enough to survive a bar fight, soft enough to nap in.
• Garment-dyed, meaning every shirt already looks like you’ve lived a life worth regretting.
• Relaxed fit so you can breathe, slouch, snack, and exist without constraints.
• 7/8" double-needle topstitched collar — fancy words for “this neckline won’t betray you.”
• Features twill-taped neck and shoulders, engineered for maximum durability during questionable life choices.
• Double-needle hems everywhere that matters. If this shirt falls apart, it’s because you did something stupid.
• Responsibly sourced from Honduras, because someone has to make this masterpiece and it sure as hell isn’t you.