The shirt reads: “THE MATRIARCHY WOULD NEVER.”
Set in ornate cream script with flourishes and curls, framed by purple daisies and small decorative marks.
It is a retort that works as a joke and as a serious point depending entirely on what has just happened. The soft floral treatment is doing something deliberate to the edge of it.
For the group chat, for a bad day at work, and for anyone who has said this out loud about something small and meant it about something larger.

































































































