OYTACC: Day 75 (brown yoga tee)

///OYTACC: Day 75 (brown yoga tee)

OYTACC: Day 75 (brown yoga tee)

Nestled in the middle of The Many Things That Make Me Quirky list–right there between having to walk on the left side of anyone to only drinking hot coffee through a straw–is the matter of sleeves. Apparently I have more opinions about sleeves than most people have about politics.

I don’t like them puffy, or three-quarter-length or split at the shoulders. All day long you can keep your mutton legs and your dolmans to yourself. And when I’m getting my workout on, if I had a bumper sticker on my ass it would read TANK TOPS OR BUST.

Which begs a simple question: Why-ever did I buy this cap sleeve yoga tee?

The thought of doing yoga in this tank top makes me break out in a full-body sweat (and not in a chakra-cleansing, Bikram Choudhury way).

I do realize I could wear it, say, to the grocery store or a movie (if I actually went to movies PUT IT ON THE QUIRKY LIST DAMMIT), but I don’t. I could savasana sleep in it, or wear it around the house, but I won’t. Maybe because it’s brown, or because it bunches up beneath the armpits, or because ANY MORON CAN SEE IT’S OBVIOUSLY A YOGA T-SHIRT.

Namaste, little brown tee. Here’s hoping someone else bows to the divine in you.



By |2017-05-24T09:02:52+00:00May 27th, 2017|blog-a-day, Random Musings|0 Comments

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