I always quietly hope, when I’m wearing a tight stripey shirt like this, that somebody will go out of their way to point out to me how unflattering stripes are, and that the shirt is a little too small for me
so I can respond by tearing off the shirt and screaming, “FUCK FLATTERING” as I run around topless, pale and flabby.
I probably wouldn’t do actually that, but the thought of it makes me smile.
Anyway HAPPY STRIPEY FRIDAY!
