Etro on the Runway
The saying might be bathe in luxury, but what the hell are we putting on our bodies?! Pull the tag out the back of your shirt and try and determine what polylacotacidfab might possibly be. So in the days of unknown fabrics and cotton commercials (so people can actually recognize it), let us do a hippie, LSD induced dance for Etro. A company that spends time special blending its patterns in a years-old practice? Pass the Hendrix cd and I'll be in heaven.
So here are some pictures commemorating the days of Woodstook, drugs, and peace, and not mention some good old-fashioned hemp.
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