Two kindred spirits make bright clothes with rock brio
Crazy? Well, of course, crazy. " 'Natch-ral-ly' crazy," like the hero of the old song who invites derisive snorts because "I'm just a bad boy/All dressed up in fancy clothes."
Go ahead and laugh then: at the open-toed sneakers with the six-inch platforms and the skirts for men; at the silvery ensembles that look like space suits for space cases and the heavy sweaters with turtlenecks and bare backs. You might wonder whether the clothes are a deliberate joke, or if, when wearing them, one...
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