Day Nineteen

Once upon a time, approximateIy one month ago, I was having a spirited discussion with my boyfriend about how many band T-shirts I actually own. He told me that I had so many, I could wear a different one every day for a year. I disagreed, so we decided to finally figure it out, once and for all. Highly scientific calculations ensued, and it was determined that there are around 180. Only half a year’s worth (see, that’s not a crazy amount…right?). Somehow, this all led to the idea of me wearing a different T-shirt every day for a month (or 30 days).

I love The Hives. And I love matching outfits. And I really love that I was able to buy a T-shirt that makes me feel like a part of the band. It’s like if The Aquabats sold tight blue wetsuit-looking T-shirts. Maybe they do, I don’t know. I don’t really want an Aquabats T-shirt anyway. All I know is that I have this Hives T-shirt, which means that I can now do my Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist impersonation even better, while my boyfriend does his best Dr. Matt Destruction. Look out!

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Mademoiselle Petulance Forecastle

Mademoiselle Petulance Forecastle is the Front Range's premier purveyor of petit fours, has better taste than you, and enjoys Fiestaware and Paris in the evening.

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