I want to see it all.
If you are concerned that bearing the contents of your closet will cause the Internet to have to lift your fashion sense up in prayer, that’s okay. We are all one in the spirit of fashion and God isn’t afraid of a challenge."
Speaking of my husband, he started the next collection. Wow, hard to believe, I know. But he bought me my first Hooter's tank top in 1998- the white one shown below. I was meeting him at the hospital for my sonogram to see if our first beloved child was a boy or a girl. He brought me a present to the sonogram appointment- a Hooters Birmingham tank top. I was 5 months pregnant and could not get the thing over my head. When we moved to Florida, the whole world was more relaxed, less pretentious and less clothed. So it became his treat to buy me Hooter's tank tops in many varieties. I did sport them in my wonderfully kind and free neighborhood in Florida, but now reserve them for house and sleeping wear with the occasional trip to the mailbox or garbage can in the less accepting Alabama south. I guess since it was hot as hell in Florida, people didn't care what you wore.
So the tie-dyed is from Hooter's Tampa, the Pirate one is from Pelham, AL. I have more of these as well- but my husband knows about these.
I had to throw in my Bon Jovi PJs in the picture for good measure. I did wear these to a Dr. visit one time recently when I was feeling spirited. No one commented. It felt good.
So there you go, world and Big Mama......my daily uniforms, my good ole comfort clothes- as sad and ratty as they may be- they still give me great pride and comfort!!!!