You’re fragrant as fuck…
You wear Hippy Shit, cuz you’re fancy as fuck and you don’t care. You rock Grateful Dead gold records on diamond encrusted turntables, mashing Working Man’s Dead on one with Aoxomoxoa on the other cuz you’re fuckin’ crazy like that and you smell fuckin’ good!
You wear Hippy Shit fragrance No 1 cuz you’re the king of your ashram and the spiritual world is your bitch! Ain’t nobody gonna fuck with you when you smell like a ’76 Fleetwood Mac tour’s backstage party; like you taught Stevie how to party the nose jazz, and made Lindsey question his sexuality.
When you wear Hippy Shit it’s simple, no fucks are ever given. So namasté, bitches!
Editor’s Note: We in no way condone swearing or any other vile language to be used when not wearing Hippy Shit. Please refrain from doing so… fuckers.