I decided that after so much T-shirt wearing excitement for Reading Festival this weekend it'd be best to unwind this bank holiday Monday with a fairly understated tee by contrast. It'd also make sense to wear one donated by my brother, being as the last three days have been spent trying to survive the teenage equivalent of that refugee camp from the film Children Of Men with him.
And, just for fun, I thought I'd throw in a quirky photo composition, being as the T-shirt is so bland. Nice, relaxing, post-festival blandness.
Some time ago, my brother gave me this beige coloured tee to wear during my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge as he no longer wished to wear it. It has a simple red/orange dual-band pattern repeated throughout and unlike the T-shirts of the past three days, it isn't going to raise any eyebrows, therefore it'll allow me to assimilate back into conventional society of washed and appropriately clothed people.
Oh wait, I live in Bexleyheath…
Thanks for the T-shirt donation Rob!
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