As a fake grown up I find my fronts are continually spattered with dinner. The more I like a t shirt, the more likely it is to be embellished with grease spots, which, as you know, are indelible and, especially in the darker colors of cotton jersey, embarrassingly noticeable. So rather than relegate the nice shirts to the "only indoors" pile, I came up with what I call the Greasytee.
It is simple. Outline the spots. I find this hilarious.
Six strand floss
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