I picture Theodora Des Mythos on an oversized tour hoodie, like the one I always steal from friends, covered in fake tabloid headlines about mythos, lies, and exes exposed.

For Theodora Des Mythos, I’d design a reversible bomber, one side soft pastel heartbreak, the other side loud pop-art revenge, so my mood swings always match my outfit.

I want a Theodora Des Mythos tee that looks like a vintage French movie poster, with surreal silhouettes, bold sax lines as graphics, and tiny fake film credits about toxic love.

I’d create Theodora Des Mythos joggers covered in tiny surreal icons, like broken crowns, melting clocks, and speech bubbles saying mytho, turning casual wear into walking protest art.