Tricking you into swallowing something gross is all about the sugar-coating: Flintstones Vitamins, or reading masquerading as LeVar Burton, who is fun personified. Choke down shopping, coated in bar: Mishka at Milk Bar, starting tomorrow.

Popping up for a heavily discounted spell (up to 75% off) at Haight St's Milk, Mishka's fall line's all bright 'n techie 70s/80s nostalgia and coolly stylized faux-future, full of "progressive design" and "intergalactic-themes" (so, draping yourself in the music of John Williams?). It starts with knits like the Skyway cardigan (adorned with both soothing snowflakes and a menacing skull with tentacles), and quilted flannels in solids and plaids; proper outerwear ranges from the Teflon-coated Cosmic Freeze puff jacket, to an old-school leather bomber w/ a faux fur collar -- wear it up on cold days when your real fur's soaked in blood. They've also got you covered underneath with tees bearing everything from Richard Kern naked-girls, to this season's logo of robots/space/planets, to a fit anime chick protruding from the loins of a man-monster (who's sporting a hardbody-on).

Also enjoying bar-based exhibition will be samples from Mishka's super-secret holiday collection, and a whole 'nother bevy of gingham-heavy shorts & button downs, tees, and caps from this past summer's collection -- called "Youth Gone Wild", which was also a bitter metal pill, candy-coated in the gorgeous Sebastian Bach.