Day 9: Witty, Brooding Graphic Tees from TUCO

I keep telling myself I need to be buying fewer t-shirts and more grown-up shirts (whatever that means), hoping it will help me keep a refined look. But then I see lines that just floor me and I take my back all my anti-tee thoughts. Los Angeles-based Graphic designer and super hottie Jenny Ryf Doucedame's graphic tee line TUCO combines clever, black humor slogans with stark monochromatic images that are ripe for the outwardly brooding urbanite--who actually doesn't take it all too seriously. Any Tuco shirt makes a perfect gift for the badass dude or chica in your life and makes you look cool for finding it.

The name Tuco sound familiar? The line points out the name derives from:


  1. character from "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" (1966): A wanted man in the American Old West with a price on his head of $2,000. His motto:
    There are two kinds of people in the world my friend, those with a rope around their neck and the people who have the job of doing the cutting.
  2. character from "Breaking Bad" (2009): An erratic Mexican drug kingpin.

Are you going to be the one hanging, cutting or scaring the shit out of people?

Not just rad graphics, Tuco pieces are extra soft with "grinding" on the collar and hems for that comfy, worn-in look and feel. These shirts primed to become your go-to afterhours/morning-after/going out and grinding/staying in and grinding/"where the fuck is my favorite shirt" tee. I think a key point may be that wearers can very comfortably sleep or black out in Tuco.

They come in a single size for an oversized look that goes great with pretty much anything. My own rule with oversized tees is to go extra slutty on the bottom to keep a good balance. As part of the launch, Tuco's also offering 25% off orders with code URMYFRIEND for the holidays. What's your excuse not to get one?

My personal faves that jaw-droppingly meet FAB (Fight A Bitch) status are the "House Party Vibes" and  "Don't Go Chasing" shirts. I still mourn the demise of the wild weekly house parties in LA (seriously where did they all go? Did we trash them all?) and there are just way too many waterfalls that I need to stop chasing (plus, I fucking love that TLC song, duh).

Jenny, you're reading my mind.
 Don't stop.