I'm not a t-shirt-wearer. Never have been. I like solid, basic, fitted knits. No buttons, patterns, or cheery colors. Except for white and yellow.. those are okay. And once in a while, pink. But definitely no purple or blue. It's not that I don't like these colors, but wearing them makes me feel... well... off. However, there is an exception to the no-t-shirts rule and its sub-rules. This t-shirt, despite the strange looks it evokes when I wear it in public, makes me feel... mysterious. Just kidding. But I do love the t-shirt. I mean, how could you not?
Does it look familiar? Here's the back of it... maybe it will jog your memory, if the Mexican wrestling mask on the front does not:
Yes, it's from one of my favorite movies, Nacho Libre. What? You never saw it? Oh, for shame, for SHAME!!! It's a CLASSIC!! Although I do believe I was the only one in the movie theater laughing, so much so that my mascara ran. Oh my, that was a fun night. My family hated me for dragging them along.
Anyway, my kids got me the shirt a while ago, thinking that bc of my no-t-shirts rule, I'd never actually wear it. teehee.
There is one t-shirt in my wardrobe I should not wear, however. It was a gift from my sweet Sabrina when she was about 8 years old. It was my birthday, and she knew that I loved to shop in American Eagle Outfitters, so she asked Mike to take her in there to get Mommy a present. He happily obliged, and the two of them began their browsing. Suddenly, she found it: the Perfect Gift. A fitted knit in a not-cheery color that she absolutely loved for me...
Upon opening my gift from her, she told me quietly that she hoped I liked it. She explained that "for some reason," her dad kept suggesting other things to get me, despite the fact that she'd already decided on this one. She couldn't figure out why, but she felt that maybe Dad didn't like her choice. But she went with it anyway.
When I pulled the t-shirt out of the box, I kept my composure and smiled sweetly into my beautiful little girl's eyes. She had truly gotten me the Perfect Gift.
And here's the back:
She looked up at me hopefully, and then I could tell she was thinking, "I knew she would like it!" And I did. I loved it. And because my birthday falls during the winter, the time for donning heavy coats, I wore it in public, and proudly.
May your wardrobe be full of shirts you love to wear - even if they don't exactly make you feel mysterious.