Day 366

Erm.
OK. So, it looks like we’re not quite finished yet...

At midnight last night, as the rest of England celebrated the very instance that 2013 relinquished the baton to 2014, the very instance that I should have been celebrating never having to turn my back on a fleece-lined hoodie or a plaid patterned shirt again, I was actually slinking off discreetly into another room. When I returned, I was no longer wearing the T-shirt I dressed myself in for the final Day of my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge. Instead, I was wearing a new T-shirt. A T-shirt I'd never worn before. Day 366's T-shirt.

Wait, whoa, whoa, stop, rewind.
What?

I know, I know. It's probably a little too late to rename my project the THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEESIX T-shirt challenge now; "36t5" is already plastered all over the Internet and challenge branding, plus three hundred and sixty six T-shirts is not the final count. There are loads - loads of T-shirts still to be worn. How has this happened?

Well, back on Day 271 of the challenge (which I’m fully aware was last year) I had a bit of a wobble. A major wobble actually. A panic, to be precise. My T-shirt supply was lower than everyone’s expectations are of Justin Bieber’s new career as a DJ, so I began a rallying cry for T-shirt donations to ensure the project wouldn’t fall flat some three months before its target completion date. I sent email after email after email. I bugged companies across the globe. I begged, and pleaded, and pestered and then... I waited.
It turns out that I rallied a bit too hard. I over-ensured, over-bugged and over-pleaded. I inadvertently encouraged a tidal wave of T-shirts from all over the world to slide into my office; more than I actually needed to fill the 365 Day quota. I tallied up the pile and concluded that my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE T-shirt challenge would definitely have to carry over into at least the start of January - the challenge would go into 'Extra Time' until all the donations get worn. It's only fair - these brands and retailers were kind enough to ship examples of their stock to some random character on the Internet, for free - why shouldn't they receive the same level of exposure as everyone else, just because we're off the clock now? No no no. We're going to keep going. As long as the postman keeps handing me T-shirt deliveries, I'm going to keep the challenge alive in 'Extra Time', starting with this whacky garment from my mate Scott.

Were it not for 'Extra Time', my challenge would never have featured a tee that required its own battery pack dangling awkwardly against my body. The battery powers an LED display which responds to sound, lighting up the central sunglasses graphic with sound-level indicators in time to the music around me - a particularly apt garment to be wearing half-way through a New Year's Eve celebration.

Have a Happy New Year guys, thanks very much Scott, and check back tomorrow to see the next T-shirt lined up for 'Extra Time'!