You know that trend of wearing shirts that are supposed to be vintage and goofy and random. “State champs, 1988” or “Camp Hiowatha, counselor, 1979” that kind of thing. Well, I think I may have found the ultimate shirt for that, only it’s for a real thing that was on the midday news, I think.
Unfortunately it’s a large, and thanks to the last few months of me indulging in my addiction to sugar, I’m a waaaaay bigger than mere large. So I’ll have to lose a bunch of fat to fit it. By that point, it’ll be vintage too.
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