My favorite shirt!

Here is a picture of me as a sophomore in high school. I was fifteen at the time this was taken, and I remember I took FOREVER that day to get ready. I wanted to look great during registration, what if I met a cute boy that wanted to go out with me! OHH! I plucked my eyebrows, wore my favorite hemp necklaces, applied lipstick, and of course, my coolest, most favorite shirt. I didn't want to smile in the picture because I was "way too cool to smile . . . " so I smirked instead, and it bothered my Mother all year long until she got a new picture to hang on her living room wall. I was such a punk! But I LOVED this picture. I still do . . .



So tonight Rob and I are going through some of my old clothes. I, of course still have the shirt because I intend on making a t-shirt blanket one of these years with all my cool old t-shirts from high school. In fact, the good majority of shirts that Rob now wears, and is pictured in on my blog are the very shirts I intend on picking apart sometime in the future. So when this favorite shirt of mine was pulled out I remarked that I want to wear it again . . . "Um honey, it's kinda small" he said. Well yes, I understand that. I figured it would fit him though, and asked him to try it on . . .



It, like all my other shirts from high school and college fits him great. If only my bosom hadn't kept growing I could still be wearing them . . . but NO. Now they only fit Rob.



Here he is doing an impression of the guitarist from the band "No Vacancy" in School of Rock. Ohhh, what a sexy man I have! Anyway, we all have had our favorite piece of clothing. This shirt was mine--still is, and I'm looking forward to the day I can fit into it again . . .