Pick Your Poison Sweatshirt
They're all smiling. That's the part to pay attention to.
Drip Drip. It's a Toxic Bliss. On the chest — the church under that sky, steeple reaching toward something that stopped answering. Beside it the third eye, stamped and prescribed: 3Y3 C U. The Third Eye Needs A DR. The institution and the eye that traced the drip back to the source.
Then turn around.
Three cartoon characters standing in front of a mirror — Tequila in a sombrero, grinning. A cannabis leaf, wide-eyed and unbothered. A sugar box smiling like it isn't in everything you've eaten since you were four. In the mirror's reflection, they collapse into one thing: a cola bottle. The legal poison. The one nobody questions. The one in the vending machine outside the pediatric ward.
Pick Your Poison running vertical down the right side. Like a menu. Like a warning label written in a font too friendly to be taken seriously.
The joke is that they're all smiling. The deeper joke is that the ones society criminalizes and the ones corporations sell for profit are the same category — just different branding. Tequila has a hat. Sugar has a smile. Cola has a lobbying budget and a handshake with your school district.
Drip drip.
Worn by anyone who has ever read a label and put something back on the shelf.
A.R.A. — Artistic Revolt Apparel
They're all poison. At least some of them are honest about it.
.: 80% cotton, 20% polyester (fiber content may vary for different colors)
.: Medium-heavy fabric (9.9 oz/yd² (280 g/m²))
.: Stylish fit
.: Tear-away label
.: Runs true to size
