Dressed to the Tee

There are some T shirts that you wear and wear till they can't be worn anymore, and there are some that you just wish you could snip up because you see a better alternative future for them. The former usually lands up eventually in you dad's car and is used as a wiper for the windshield. The latter, well, you take it out of your closet and look at it, wondering why you ever bought it and whether you could barter it with your best friend in exchange of that lovely one off piece she bought form a flea market that you have been begging her for the past four months.

Or something like that.

I guess you get the drift.

Off with the arms!

First up, those arms needed to go. In fact, I believe my disdain for the tee began with the arms. The arms could have been better but they weren't so off they went; I got a little carried away and chopped off more than I could sew (lame joke alert). Off went the scissors and the sides were cut up. It looked like a poncho. No wait, a tent - a tiny tent pitched on a curve-less girl.

But all hope wasn't lost. Jersey is a flexible material to work with so all I had to do was tug on it and tie it at the sides. 

The knots ended up looking messy. Atleast for me. I was not happy at all so a few of my tiny friends were summoned. 

  

My tiny friends gave me the finishing touch I wanted. Looks like this one is also going to be worn till it can't be worn anymore and eventually land up in our car's dashboard.