Someone wrote a product review of our Surfy Surfy tee on Swell.com
excerpt: The shirt’s creator carefully selected a delicate baby blue for the backdrop, then — keeping things within the family, as always — plunged deeply into the sea’s palette for complementary hues, which he boldly splashed across the front in his daring yet playful signature font. “SURFY SURFY” is what it says; “HAPPY HAPPY” is how you’ll feel when you don this upbeat take on the blues. And while it’s all watery fun out front, the shirt’s graphic-free, solid blue back is the workhouse holding the design together.
Three words sum up the posterior: simple, traditional, elegant. Obviously, the understated back only adds vitality to the an already flair-filled front.”Regular fit”? I don’t believe it. How about “perfect fit,” Broseph? ‘Cause this keeper feels like a custom, clinging to my chest and snugging up to my biceps just so. And although the label claims “100 % cotton,” this shirt must be made out of meth, considering how confident it makes me feel. What? Did someone hide a Fentanyl patch in the fabric? When I’m wearing my Surfy Surfy Blues, I feel all warm and fuzzy and glowy, like nobody or thing can get me — not even the many, many demons from my past.
From there on it just gets weird…