Don’t. Beat it up. Leave it in the car. Let your dog sleep on it. Then wear it to dinner.
Wear the rip. Keep the paint spill. If someone asks where you got it, tell them: The back of a truck. A garage sale in July. My own closet, after I finally stopped caring. Randy Dave Collection
This piece is not new. It was found, unfolded, and given permission to lie. The Statement: Don’t
You want luxury? Luxury is a broken-in belt that remembers your exact waist from three jobs ago. Luxury is the crack in the leather where you wiped your hands after fixing something that wasn’t your problem. Randy Dave Collection