Oh, baby, what’s with the tee? Edgier messages grace the chests of tykes to the amusement — and disdain — of adults
Oshkosh bibbers are, like, so passe.
Oshkosh bibbers are, like, so passe. Oh, you can still find pint-size overalls or pastel baby dresses, but you can also buy your baby trendy black onesies, K-Fed-style beaters, skull beanies and tiny T-shirts that don’t mince words.
Among them: onesies that proclaim your offspring a “Playground Pimp,” “Bad Ass” or “Boob Man”; long-sleeved tees that promise “Someday, I’ll get trashed at prom”; and T-shirts that trumpet your newborn’s admiration for Charles Bukowski, the alcoholic counter-culture writer, which includes a picture of him drinking from a flask.
When Terra Carmichael’s 2-year-old twins wear their “Bad Ass” tees — which, to be fair, only depict the hindquarters of a donkey and the word “bad” — or the shirts that spell out the promise that “Someday I’ll egg a house,” they stop traffic.
“People love them,” the San Francisco mom said. “People stop them in the streets and talk to us about them. I think there’s something funny about a little person wearing an expression that they’re obviously too young to articulate. We are expressing ourselves through them.”