It's not a shirt so much as a grim reminder of the ever-present specter of death.
Also, it'll look TOTALLY HAWT with those shoes you just bought!
I mean, "Wow" was there at one point, but it was followed by "I really need to get out of this corner of the internet."
I'm not even sure entirely what's going on, vintage masks or Photoshop or what. All I know is, I'll be sleeping with the light on. Good night!
Don't worry, there's a spare hairpiece in the bag just in case these first two blow out. You can never be too careful!
Come, let me show you the frilly dresses of my people.
Assuming I don't mistake the hair for cotton candy again. It's a recurring issue I have.