"For years, I searched for the perfect simple, white T-shirt. I scoured flea markets, vintage stores, and boys' rooms to look for it. Then, At the Rosebowl Flea Market, I happened across this shirt—brandless, tissue-thin, and already riddled with holes. I haven't been able to stop wearing it since then, and it comes absolutely everywhere with me...to Israel last summer (where I had to sew the collar back on with blue thread), to school on the East Coast, and back home in L.A. (where I had to sew the massive, gaping holes in the armpits and embroidered little designs with red thread). I am in love with this shirt because I know
that it will only get better the more I wear it, and as someone who is obsessed with clothes and rarely repeats outfits, it is cool to have one piece that I have worn so much. As the years go on, I am sure it will just get thinner and softer and more full of holes (which I will naturally sew up with red thread)."