Tower of C

First there were the T-shirts that said, “I don’t know who my babies’ daddies are”, and now this. And perhaps the greatest outrage of all is the design of this shirt. T-shirt design has simply been in sharp decline since the XXL Greecian Toga-T. The standard minimalist lines and pastels of prehistory have degenerated into glaring palettes and Dadaist thought. Take Threadless, for example. I daresay you will be hard-pressed to find a single coherent design on the site. With perhaps the exception of this. Give it a 5. But, faugh, I say, about the travesty below. Faugh.