lost it's zipper this morning. It will be retired from my rotational wardrobe, but I can't promise it won't rear it's head around the house on weekends or on weekly Walmart trips. I can hear your cheers now.
Love,
Your fashionless daughter
Note for everyone else: She hate, hate, hates this shirt. She's made it blatantly known, many times. She's even bought other shirts in an attempt to replace it to no avail. If I lived at home still, I'm sure it would have had a tragic laundry bleach accident long ago.
