I’ve never been a fan of plaids because it always seemed to evoke a ‘scottish vibe’ and those I’ve seen on the streets clad in them seemed to make me want to steer clear of ever having that in my wardrobe; so I don’t know what went through my head when I bought a plaid shirt from Topshop’s A/W collection some 2 years ago. Perhaps I thought it would go really well with my silver Onitsuka Tiger sneaks then. Or perhaps I had spare change? Cost me $89 though. Nevertheless, this shirt has been hanging in the closet, unworn for some time and it was only till today that I realized why.
It is in a UK6 which I could proudly wear and even have some room for a buffet then.
But these days, I’ve ballooned to a UK8/10 which means that I probably must have tried it on before only to see my fats protruding, threatening to burst the small buttons keeping it together (after all, who wants to be seen in a shirt that burst out open because of their waistline) before hanging it back on the rack. :X
So today I decided to ‘invent’ a new way of wearing the shirt by wearing a tank beneath so that I wouldn’t have to deal with trying to contain a UK10 bod within a UK6 shirt 🙂
It still felt comfy BTW, though I wondered why I hadn’t thought of that earlier. 😐