A toast to that blurry struggle between pleasure and....well, we forget the lame opponent. Out of glass, out of mind. In our world, there is no last call. Always another place to go, another girl to meet. And dawn just means you get eggs–and a Bloody Mary to match your charmingly bloodshot eyes. Drinking is social lubrication perfected over 2,000 years. We just thought it was time somebody made some gear to celebrate that. Cheers! If you want to contact us and can't find us down at the pub, try emailing. We'll read it between rounds...outloud...sort of sing-songy-like. All MvL proceeds go to the 'Buy Us A Big Fat Drink Now' Foundation, respectively. They do the work of angels.