Day 117

For Day 117 of my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge I am wearing the first Bench T-shirt I ever owned, purchased from the Republic store in Bluewater.
It's a tight fitting grey/green article with a yellow stripe running across the width of the chest. A portion of the Bench logo is partially submerged behind the stripe, and below that is a pretty unique arrangement of rounded-edged lines and markings forming a barely distinguishable outlined cityscape, constructed from a heat pressed, semi-reflective material.
This is the maximum level of T-shirt bling I'm prepared to tolerate; diamanté, glitter and all that jazz is better associated with a six year old girl's bedroom - it just doesn't sit right with me. The faint shimmering of a glassy illustrated metropolis on the other hand falls comfortably within my glamour threshold.