I really dig plaid shirts–specifically plaid flannels. Because they’re just so goshdarned cool, and my significant other claims I look good in a button-up. And flannels are a specific type of button-up that A) feel really warm and fuzzy on the inside; and B) can somehow be both casual and somewhat formal (not like tuxedo formal–more like “you’re going to go somewhere and do something and your parents say you have to look nice” formal. Because ugh. I hate looking nice. It pisses me off. I can’t even remember the last time I brushed my hair–but that’s the subject for another post) although not at the same time. Like, one after the other, depending on whether or not you’re wearing pants and/or are a female. But let’s not get into that. Because girls in flannel shirts is a whole convoluted subject you shouldn’t delve into without first possessing a cat–if you know what I mean. *Suggestive look* *Suggesting that cat is a euphemism* *Suggesting that men, nine out of ten times, don’t know what they’re talking about when it comes to women’s fashion* *Suggesting that he’s in the 90%*
Anyway, by this point, you’re probably wondering, “Why is he going on about flannel shirts?” It’s because I got two yesterday, and these two flannel shirts might be the only things keeping me sane until Sunday. Because I’m really weird and I really dig flannel shirts. Like, if I had to organize my list of top five favourite things, it would go like this:
- Flannel shirts
In no particular order. Because flannel shirts are up on the cool pyramid by Pokemon. That’s how cool they are.
Anyway, because the more I write this post the more I realise that it’s going nowhere in particular will continue going there until someone falls off and we have to stop and pick them back up I’m going to end it. Before it’s too late.
P.S. I believe the moral of the story–if there is such a thing–is you shouldn’t be sleep-deprived and high on caffeine at the same time. Because then you write weird posts about flannel shirts. The end.