My sister used to live in LA and work in a fancy schmancy clothing boutique. It was awesome cause she had a mayjah discount and would send my mom and I expensive duds on the cheap. This shirt that I wore today is one such dud, and honestly, when she first sent it to me, I thought it was a totals dud. I was in high school and remember thinking, “I am NEVER going to wear this.” Eight years later, this shirt has survived my bi-annual closet purges and I’m heartless during those purges (ditched the skirt I wore when I met Adam and dress I wore when he proposed in my last purge). Lesson learned, don’t judge it till you try it on!