Me, in My Redesigned LGSU Shirt
One of the things we were selling as volunteers at the U of U LGBT booth were these kickin’ T-shirts, which we all pretty much defaced and reimagined. The girl I shared the booth with cut several shirts up into their component pieces and completely reassembled them as halter tops, midriffs, rag rugs . . . I just made mine into an ill-fitting and unattractive muscle tee.
On a side note, this is just one more piece of photo evidence of my inability to keep my eyes open when a camera is pointed at me, even if I’m under a tent and out of the sun. If someone took my picture in an uncharted North Carolina cave, populated only by blind, woman-eating Gollum-like creatures, I’d still probably have my eyes shut by the time the flash went off.
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