Maximum R&B

Wednesday, 16 May 2012


cardigan: primark / tee: camden market, 2003 / jeans: h&m / shoes: primark

And here, you will see me wax lyrical about a t-shirt. Yes, a t-shirt.

I can't be the only human being who has a favourite t-shirt, surely. We've all got one when we think about it. It could have been a present, it could be the most expensive & delicate thing you own, or it could be something that has lasted you many years & you couldn't bear to get rid of. My Who t-shirt falls under the latter - and also stands as one of the most precious things in my belonging. You see when I bought this t-shirt, it was late 2002 or early 2003 and my weekends were best spent hanging out at Camden Lock with my school-friends, often in possession of a bottle of White Lightning (sorry Mum). I bartered a street-side seller down from £6 to £4 - hey, £2 was a big deal in those days - to lay my mucky paws on this t-shirt which I only wanted so much because it features my favourite band.

Honestly, I grew up listening to The Who and owned - still do - every single album and artifact involving this band, and I believe it's an institute to actually be in love with a band before you even think about adorning an item of clothing with their name on it. How many times have you seen kids wearing Fleetwood Mac, The Ramones or Rolling Stones tees, to name a few, and wondered if they can even hum a line from any of their songs. And yes, I know it's possible to come from very diverse musical backgrounds (I, for one, know this more than anybody, as the girl who was brought up on Slade, The Who, & The Beatles on one end of the spectrum, and Tchaikovsky & Handl on the other, with a lot of Spice Girls inbetween). But I also believe that with the ready availability of band-related clothing, it's really easy for anybody to slap it on in the lame aid of looking a bit cool.

So I've owned this t-shirt for the best part of 10 years and seriously, however OTT it sounds, if I had to reduce this tee to the rag pile I would be gutted. I wear it pretty much every fortnight, which would make the cost-per-wear ridonkulous by now, and it's become such a known factor of mine that for a time at college I was referred to as "Who t-shirt Kate". It's been with me through all the brilliant parts of my life; for I can even remember the days wearing it after my secondary school "graduation", on a date once, on long lazy summers with shorts drinking bottled beer in Greenwich Park, when I moved in with Phil. Plus - a super amazing plus - it's one of the few things that I bought 10 years ago that still even fits me! Get in. Not only that, but it's so easy to dress myself with; it's great worn rough or fancy, and it's the best thing to just throw on if I can't be bothered, but I'm still true to myself.

So it may be a t-shirt, but it's more than just a t-shirt, isn't it?

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