What we wear is a statement about ourselves; about our hopes, our fears; a message to the world. What is this trying to communicate? It is saying, "Beat me up and steal my lunch-money." No jury would convict me.
Taken from this blóg. It's in Portugese, but I get the feeling that these are supposed to be objets d'art rather than everyday clothing. Still.
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I'd be watching out for a little Italian plumber named Mario.
Posted by marybeth | December 12, 2005 6:58 AM
Posted on December 12, 2005 06:58