New Shirts

I’ve come to admit that I’m a big guy. I’ve always been a larger guy, but I’ve been slowly gaining weight over the past few years so I needed to adjust my wardrobe up to the next size.

I’ve been seeing all of these ads for Fresh Clean Tees and True Classic which my demographic well. “Dad bod” blah blah blah.

In the end, they don’t fit still and made me feel worse—even the shirts that are supposed to help men look better look like shit on me.

Back to Ebbets Field Flannels for me, I suppose. They hug my gut more than I’d want, but at least I don’t feel like the wind is going to catch my shirt like a parasail when I hold my arms out to the side.