The crying Minotaur represents us, we humans. Caught, as we are, between the animalistic and the godlike, we are doomed to self-knowledge and equally doomed to act out our innate violence. And we create our own mazes and labyrinths to wander within, miserable, unfulfilled, desperate. These garments are ideal for philosophical pondering in cafés at night, brisk walks along the shores of the boundless ocean or aimless meandering on windswept moors. Or for just like, wearing.