When I was a teenager, I loved going to concerts, especially smaller shows where you could meet the bands afterward. I made a habit of telling every band I liked that their music was the sole reason I hadn’t killed myself, that it was literally the only thing keeping me alive. I would thank them earnestly. They were always kind—encouraging, sometimes inviting me to hang out at other tour stops. But the truth is, it was a lie. I never once considered suicide. I just wanted them to like me, to give me their attention.
DETAILS:
-soft linen blend
-80% cotton, 20% linen
-mother of pearl buttons
-men's fit - size down if you want a more "femme" fit
