A dim room. In the corner: a man on a keyboard. Green spotlight strokes over plastic palms and the swaying bodies of tightly wrapped couples, who seek to hold each other at late hours to the same gentle rhythm of a bossanova: my little coconut, give me your hand. Believe me, i woke up early this morning, i was just dreaming but now I ain’t dreaming, i can’t move on doing it all wrong: i once was your toy, but i promise I don’t blame you anymore…
t-shirts by robin thomas
unisex & universal
fine fashion for swaying and sweating,
for everyone and for every occasion.