Anything Other Than Distance

Yikes! I've been absolutely ravenous when it comes to tee shirts lately. All colors and shapes. Don't seem to know what else one wears when it gets all 95 degrees and sick humid. So like the dear Mormons with their rapture and potted meats I've been stocking up. Already snagged Riviera Club, Wings + Horns, that British Remains tee I will so have, and now this Our Legacy number is for sale over at the shop down the street. I may just have to put the clicker down and take a stroll. Although the walk will take me dangerously near some altogether cute thrift stores which is another brand of danger entirely. Such a slave to my baser desires I am.