Not too long ago Erik was given an old raggedy hoodie by an older boy who sometimes plays with his band. And thus began Erik's homeless fashion look. I call that hoodie his Brazilian street urchin sweatshirt. It has marker all over it and convenient holes in cuffs for your thumbs. Erik loves that sweatshirt. Yesterday he arrived home without it. Shocking. He lent it to girl. Sigh. Now we had huge problem it was predicated to be 44 degrees on Wednesday and Erik was supposed walk to drum lessons after school. Of course he has normal coats but of course he was absolutely not going "to wear a "GAP COAT"! "MOM". "I think they use slaves to make their clothes." MOM. Ridiculous. MOM! Thank goodness Karl has a red flannel shirt which apparently looks appropriately homeless. Of course Karl is out of town so we had to call him to get the okay but the stars were aligned and it was okay with him even though I believe his grandmother made it for him. Whew.
Inga also has a homeless flannel shirt which she stole from her boyfriend but I had to laugh because it turns out he stole it from his Dad. So Dads beware those kids are after your old flannel shirts. Lock up your closets.
Today found me at Salvation Army looking for flannel shirts that didn't look too new. I have to say on cold gray day like today maybe a raggedy, soft, stolen from your Dad,flannel shirt is the best thing to wear.
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I believe it is the flannel (wool actually, from Aunt Di's store in Barrington) shirt in this photo:
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Found on our front lawn Monday morning. Two pairs of jeans, one with wide leather belt and large belt buckle. One tee shirt, one pair of briefs, one toothbrush... Go figure.
Stolen flannel shirts are the best! I still have one, quilted, that I stole from my dad many years ago. I wore it so much then that the neighbor kids dubbed it my "house coat." It's still hanging on the back of my bedroom door and every once in a while I put it on when I'm feeling chilled...or sometimes just because.
I'd say old flannel shirts are kind of like comfort food. We can wear them once or twice a year here in Florida and enjoy them.
As for Bill's comment well, just ....go figure.
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