Seen in the Garden State.
Good thing that I had my cell phone camera with me when I saw this abomination on a street in Jersey. It sells what purports to be clothing. I am concerned that there may be sleeper cells of Brooklyn vulgarians living in the Garden State who find themselves in need of pants that are worn halfway down one’s ass and untied shoes and sneakers that are one size too big.
I wonder if the Wiseass Jooette has her finger in this pie.
