Understandably my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge has coaxed a lot of questions, and I plan to answer those in reverse-order of significance. So, to begin; what do I look like when I wear a T-shirt for a 10 hour flight? Well my curious readers, this is what I look like when I wear a T-shirt for a 10 hour flight.
I have some business to attend to in Las Vegas this week (hence the flight and the dodgy post times), so I’ll be conducting my T-shirt based shenanigans over there for a while, starting with this tee that I’ve owned for more years than I can recall. The label has all but disintegrated from all the fun my neck has had, so I’m only guessing when I say that this was an ASDA George product originally. The design – a sunbathing woman casually perched beneath the giant palm-tree-clad text ‘White Waters’ – is heavily worn, cracked and faded.
Quite why a woman would sunbathe near white waters, which I’m fairly certain are violently choppy rapids cutting perilously through a ravine, is beyond me.
