I tried to steal this wonderful, perfectly soft shirt from my boyfriend today, only to find out that it actually belongs to his housmeate. Damn! Such crimes against boyfriends can be forgiven, but housemates are a different story. Guess I’ll have to keep searching for my OWN perfect plaid button-up.
My only consolation is that I finally got my favorite boots fixed and they simultaneously stopped giving me epic blisters. I figure that has me just about breaking even…