Gray T-Shirt
$24.00A shirt. It is grey.
Woven, we are assured, of cotton. It fits in the manner of shirts. Launderable, and inclined to shrink a touch.
By appointment to no one in particular · Complimentary-ish shipping · Returns entertained
Est. recently · Maison of the middle
Purveyors of thoroughly average goods for the discerning-enough. No mission. No heritage to speak of. We have always been fine, and we intend to remain so.
The Collection · Six Articles
Each article performs one duty, acceptably. Photography forthcoming, eventually.
A shirt. It is grey.
Woven, we are assured, of cotton. It fits in the manner of shirts. Launderable, and inclined to shrink a touch.
A vessel of ceramic.
It holds approximately one beverage, in the manner of vessels. A handle is provided for the holding.
A hooded garment.
Of moderate warmth. It shall fit most persons, statistically. A pocket at the front accommodates the hands, or nothing.
A canvas tote.
For the conveyance of one's things, up to a reasonable weight. It opens at the top, as bags tend to.
A cap for the head.
It obscures a portion of the sun, as caps do. An adjustable strap accommodates heads of near-average circumference.
An adhesive of vinyl.
It affixes to flat surfaces — laptops, bottles, and the like. Results, as ever, may vary.
From the membership · Avg. 3.0
“Perfectly acceptable. One does not complain. One simply moves along.”
“It arrived in a box. The box, too, was of a fine and forgettable character.”
“I had expected the middle, and the middle is precisely what I received.”
“One star withheld out of habit. The other three, freely given.”
Our Heritage
There is no founder's tale. No atelier in the mountains. No grandmother, no recipe, no reluctant genius. We simply make fine things, finely priced, for people who are also fine. We have been average since recently, and we should like to remain so — with your permission, and even without it.
Members only, technically
Membership is complimentary, automatic, and confers nothing. You are already a member. Congratulations, sort of.
Correspondence
Every house of standing keeps a mailing list; so, reluctantly, do we. We shall write rarely, and about nothing. Your inbox is better left undisturbed. But the box is here, should you insist.