I look at this top, and all I can think is that it is the perfect weekend shirt (hence the title of this post… in case you didn’t pick up on that).  You know those weekends where it’s not totally crappy weather, so spending 24 straight hours in your house wearing your pyjamas is not OK.  The kind of day when you might go and meet friends for lunch at a warm, cozy pub, have a few drinks, stay a little longer than you expected, have some great moments with old friends, and all the while feel like “Man, I’m glad I put this shirt on because I look sooooo cute“. 

Ok, you know what?  You may not be saying that to yourself, but as your friend sitting next to you, who chose to wear a turtleneck because it is actually kind of chilly out, I am now sweating because we are sitting next to a fire, and I have had 6 glasses of red wine, and now my cheeks are flushed, which is not necessarily a bad look, but they’re kind of too flushed, and I probably have red wine mouth. 

So from where I’m sitting, I’m thinking…

“Wow.  What a perfect shirt for today.  It says ‘country’ with it’s cute little floral pattern, but not too much floral that she looks like she stole her niece’s PJ top.  Plus it has those little lace inserts, but again, not too much lace so that everyone’s like “Why did she wear a lace shirt to a country pub? That’s weird”.  And it’s not tight, but is sexy because it reveals that part of every woman that no matter what your size, is nice to look at… the clavicle/chest area without throwing your cleave out for everyone to see.  And here I am, in my black turtleneck.  DAMMIT.  Someone better order me another glass of wine soon.”

Who would you prefer to be in this scenario?  Me, in my black turtleneck with red wine mouth, or YOU, in your perfect weekend shirt, with no red wine mouth because you chose to drink white?  GOD.  Do you always have to be SO perfect? But I love your shirt.  And you know what?  I love you.  Because I’ve had 7 glasses of wine.  And I’m not quite as concerned with the whole ‘cute shirt’ thing anymore, because I have now taken off my turtleneck and am strangely just in my tank top, which is even less appropriate than the turtleneck, but I don’t really care because now I’m slow dancing with a guy I made out with once when I was 13. 

Wait.  What? 

Slow dance aside, truthfully, I still wish I was wearing that shirt.

Free People lace trim top.  $130

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