Up until probably the end of college, I was the queen of t-shirts. It's been a few years since then, but I've still managed to hold on to enough t-shirts to merit two dresser drawers. Most of my t-shirts have some kind of history or sentimental value. The green shirt at the left was my elementary fieldtrip shirt in 6th grade, and the Landrieu shirt was given to me by a former student. The black and yellow shirt to the right was bought during my "I love batman" phase, and I got the "Wie Geht's Dir Heute?" shirt at a German language camp in high school. But my favorite shirt of all time is the one smack in the middle. My stand-in godmother, Becky, gave it to me when I was a kid, and I wore it so much that it's basically see-through now. I hate to let it go, but what good does it do me at the bottom of a dresser drawer? So, to Goodwill it goes.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Day 7: T-Shirts
Up until probably the end of college, I was the queen of t-shirts. It's been a few years since then, but I've still managed to hold on to enough t-shirts to merit two dresser drawers. Most of my t-shirts have some kind of history or sentimental value. The green shirt at the left was my elementary fieldtrip shirt in 6th grade, and the Landrieu shirt was given to me by a former student. The black and yellow shirt to the right was bought during my "I love batman" phase, and I got the "Wie Geht's Dir Heute?" shirt at a German language camp in high school. But my favorite shirt of all time is the one smack in the middle. My stand-in godmother, Becky, gave it to me when I was a kid, and I wore it so much that it's basically see-through now. I hate to let it go, but what good does it do me at the bottom of a dresser drawer? So, to Goodwill it goes.
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