Refund policy

Listen up, you beautiful disasters.
We pour our chaotic little hearts into every single piece we make. We aim to get your shit right the first time — buttery soft fabric, killer prints, and that perfect “I’m toxic but make it fashion” vibe.
Because of that, all sales are final. No returns. No refunds. No take-backsies.
This isn’t Target. We’re not out here doing wardrobe swaps because you changed your mind after three days. Once it ships, it’s yours, babe.
That being said…
If your order shows up and it’s genuinely fucked up (print is crooked, wrong size, looks nothing like the photos, etc.), don’t be a stranger. Reach out to me like a normal human. Send pictures. Tell me what’s wrong. I’ll do my best to make it right — whether that’s a reprint, replacement, or whatever I can reasonably do.
Just don’t hit me with “I don’t vibe with it anymore” or “my situationship said it looks weird on me.” We both know that’s not my problem.
You’re buying from a small chaotic brand run by a professional hot mess. We fuck around and we find out together.
Thanks for understanding, you toxic queen.
— Meghan
Pretty Toxic