This is my favourite white teeshirt. Or it was. It is, of course, no longer white. I seem incapable of not spilling or splashing military-grade liquids on white teeshirts. As soon as I find one I love, it’s as though my inner labrador takes over, and I must dive headlong into the nearest mud puddle/oil well.
This is why I buy multi-packs of fruit-of-the-loom earth-tone t-shirts. With a chest pocket, of course. I, too, have dwelt upon the white t-shirt shame train. No longer.
Of course, the original white t-shirt was designed to be worn as underwear.
Last week, I went to a jolly curry restaurant knees-up. I wore a predominantly black collared t-shirt with thinner white lateral stripes. I thought, surely, this one time, when I inevitably spill some curry it will be mainly on the black. Nope, my one spill was perfectly centred on a white stripe. Of course it was.
The benefit of being so pale I glow in the dark is that I can't wear white without a full face of makeup in order for me not to look completely washed out or jaundiced, so I have mastered not destroying white shirts by simply not wearing them.
You need a magic spray to put on the stain and let it soak in before you wash your shirt. My BFF once poured cooking oil all over her brand new maxi dress one Christmas Eve and was convinced it was a write off, and I managed to rescue it with my magic spray. But the trick is to spray it as soon after the staining has occurred as possible, and let it soak for several hours if not days before washing.
Staining shirts no matter the color is my super power. I've now designated all of my Tees as work adjacent. I'd say I've waved the white flag in surrender but alas it too is no longer truly white.
Pretty sure this is how Big Cotton get us. They convince us that the plain white shirt is best, knowing all the while that it'll last 3 wears before wine/oil/grass/spaghetti is tipped onto it. Then we have to buy a new one.
I saw a "hack" the other day that used hand sanitiser on the stain before washing, taking maybe three or four goes to get there, and who doesn't still have a shitload of that stuff hanging around.
Speaking for the whole of Melbourne - who wears white - weirdo.
I have started wearing an apron when cooking and washing up, which has helped somewhat but the oily destruction continues.
This is why I buy multi-packs of fruit-of-the-loom earth-tone t-shirts. With a chest pocket, of course. I, too, have dwelt upon the white t-shirt shame train. No longer.
remember one thing on white shirts: quantity has a quality of its own. And if you can, get American ones. They tend to fit better ...
Of course, the original white t-shirt was designed to be worn as underwear.
Last week, I went to a jolly curry restaurant knees-up. I wore a predominantly black collared t-shirt with thinner white lateral stripes. I thought, surely, this one time, when I inevitably spill some curry it will be mainly on the black. Nope, my one spill was perfectly centred on a white stripe. Of course it was.
The benefit of being so pale I glow in the dark is that I can't wear white without a full face of makeup in order for me not to look completely washed out or jaundiced, so I have mastered not destroying white shirts by simply not wearing them.
You need a magic spray to put on the stain and let it soak in before you wash your shirt. My BFF once poured cooking oil all over her brand new maxi dress one Christmas Eve and was convinced it was a write off, and I managed to rescue it with my magic spray. But the trick is to spray it as soon after the staining has occurred as possible, and let it soak for several hours if not days before washing.
I keep misreading this as Fifty Shades of Satin. Send help.
Staining shirts no matter the color is my super power. I've now designated all of my Tees as work adjacent. I'd say I've waved the white flag in surrender but alas it too is no longer truly white.
In the photo the Tshirt looks blue to me not white.
OMG I just flashed back to that online debate about whether the dress was blue and black, or white and gold. shudder.
Pretty sure this is how Big Cotton get us. They convince us that the plain white shirt is best, knowing all the while that it'll last 3 wears before wine/oil/grass/spaghetti is tipped onto it. Then we have to buy a new one.
I saw a "hack" the other day that used hand sanitiser on the stain before washing, taking maybe three or four goes to get there, and who doesn't still have a shitload of that stuff hanging around.
My perfect white T happens to be black