Prostitutes, hippies, adolescent boys, and ironic hipsters everywhere can now rest easy knowing there is a way to expose someone's breasts in public and not be entirely shunned by society and/or fined. Mom won't let you wear that slutty top to Saturday's roller rink lock-in? Well now you can show her! Be artistic and screen-print your cleavage on a modest T-shirt! I can't wait to see a copy of urban city high schools' dress code in five years.
2005: No low cut tops, baggy trousers, or bra straps showing.
2014: Also, no breasts on your T-shirts or vaginas tattooed to your kneecaps.
2015: Actually, no reproductive anatomy paraphernalia in general.
2020: If you have an ass tattooed to your bicep, you sure as hell better wear a sweater, and if your sweater has a penis embroidered on it make sure you bring a jacket.
But all kidding aside.
I kind of love this photograph and how it decapitates and almost androgenizes the wearer.
I would also probably wear this in a heartbeat.
So who wants to be my prototype/inspiration for a jumpsuit?
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