had i been a boy, i would have been called david.
my parents were not that imaginative with names.
even today my mum’s name often evokes a raised eyebrow from even the most worldly liberal: you can imagine the comments she got as the ‘ethnic’ girl in her youth. thus she was determined her children would have ‘normal’ names, hence anne, and david.
nothing pedestrian about these david david tshirts, though.
more not-at-all-boring, season-less basics.
i’m not usually a purple person, nor do i own anything animal print, yet somehow i just love the (surprising) subtlety of the above pieces.
okay. so really, you had me at ‘backdrop featuring psychedelic tyrannosaurus rex being splattered with lava‘, but the clothes are great, too.
i’m off to northern queensland for a week today, yet unfortunately the items in my suitcase are somewhat less exciting than these wonders. and less colourful, for sure.
perhaps the bright and breezy beach style will rub off on this black-loving / knitwear-obsessed melburnian? only time will tell…
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