Homie Drifter just rolled into Varrio Quien Sabe one day, and no one really knows his story. Some say he did time, which is where he picked up that big push-broom mustache. Others believe he grew up in the Barrio, moved up north, and came back looking for work. Then there are those who think he’s just a wanderer. Nobody knows where he crashes at night or how he gets his money, but one thing’s for sure—Drifter always rocks the sharpest creases in his pants, and his tees stay crisp and bright.