i’m such a sucker for old things.  but if i’m being painfully honest, a bit skeeved by used/antique apparel. therefore, perfect solution: family vintage!  dear mom, WHY DIDN’T YOU KNOW THAT I WAS GOING TO WANT THIS SHIRT AND SAVE IT FOR 20+ YEARS? gah!  i’m lucky to have a fashionista for a mother, but teeny-tiny unlucky that she is a passionate purger.  le sigh

nice scowl, self (must have known the shirt would never be mine)