There exists a peculiar, almost serendipitous resonance between the raw, unvarnished storytelling of Zach Bryan’s lyrics and the cerebral, deconstructivist aesthetic of Comme des Garçons (CDG). At first glance, one might assume a Oklahoma-born troubadour’s merchandise—replete with faded wheat fields, ghostly typography, and whispered heartbreaks—has little in...
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