This one time a long time ago I had too much carry on items for the airplane, so I layered all my clothes and hats and underwear on me and stuffed random things between the layers just so I could get on board. It was a short flight, so I really didn’t carry if my flat iron was poking me in my boobs and my Hello Kitty headphones were pinching my neck. The side-eyes I got were uncanny, but who got to ride without checking in baggage, bitches?! Yup, me. Anywho, this Rick Owens collection totally reminded me of that.