F for effort

it would be awesome to be damien hirst. he gets to basically fart in the general direction of a product and the streetwear scene eats it up like crack-dusted dibs... seriously, polka dots? that get bigger? i'd love to meet the moron that buys the whole set because it's EXCLUSIVE! LIMITED! SUPREME! COLLAB!



believe me, i love most of his actual art, but this kind of crap is OBEY-level boring.