Metal cross, crocodile skin scales, sharp blade pocket. This is not a pair of jeans; it's the armor worn by the post-apocalyptic hunter. Integrate the full-print design into the next evolution, Transform "the print" into a declaration of battle. The silver scales with hair curl around like scars, The trouser cuffs flare out like sharp edges, The upper body immediately enters the "hunt mode". Not to pay tribute to the wasteland, but to step in and take action myself.
