The Shirt Off My Back Has Gotta Go Back

Tie o’ the Day #2 is a Croft & Barrow, covered in a garden of perky flora. I got this Bugatchi shirt off the clearance rack at Nordstrom Rack today, while Suzanne was finding cool duds off other the clearance racks. I mention this little shopping trip because it is destined to be known as That Time I Bought A Button-down That “Fits” Me. Well, it fits the way “they” say a shirt should fit a woman, including the spot where “June is busting’ out all over…”. (A ditty from Carousel, tblogophiles.) You know, that entire cleavage-y stuff.😮

I’m sorry, people. I can’t bear to wear the “right” size. The shirt’s got a purty pattern, in purty colors. It has a bit of a batik edge going for it in spots. In fact, I’d say it is a lovely shirt, and its fabulosity achieves greatness while paired with this tie. I am also told that the shirt is flattering to my saggy, ancient frame.

But I can’t move around in the gall-durn thing without Incredibly Hulking out of the shoulders. And I’m also afraid a button or two might shoot somebody’s eye out if they suddenly pop off and become projectiles. I might as well be dressed in a loaded gun! So back to the clearance rack at Nordstrom Rack, it goes– the first thing in the morning.

I tried so hard to fit in by wearing a ‘fit that fits. Alas, I guess I gotta keep going big in my bigly attire. 🤔