To be fair in my city of Leeds North England hardly see any Ed Hardy gear at all.
The sweaty scrotes that infest my city all tend to have the burberry (upper end) or Fila (peasant class end) tracksuits and caps. You just look into their souless beady eyes and that sweaty, bum fluff covered, top lip rembling over the yellow teeth and think is chav bashing time. ๐
You can usually smell them coming anyway as they never wash.
I would personally embrace an Ed Hardy explosion as it would at least lift the quality from shite taste to semi-bad taste clothing.
Take Care
Matthew