I remember how models in cropped T-shirts that barely covered their nipples were all the rage in the late 80s/early 90s bedrooms of boys I knew. I think Kathy Ireland might have been on the particular poster I’m thinking of. Anyway, the look has always been both tacky and very hot to me. The edit here is an attempt at a Polaroid look. If I’d had a boyfriend then, and was a million times braver than I actually was, maybe I’d have sent him this.
Actually, what really prompted this photo was my super soft, baggy T-shirt. Sometimes, when I’m having a bad body image day and I’m not willing (or not able due to Covid) to try something on, I’ll end up buying it in a size larger than I wear. I hate too small clothes and I think going for the extra size up, when I’m in those moods, feels safe (and also maybe a little but self flagellating too). Of course then I get it home and realize it is actually too big and I end up with another night shirt. But sometimes I get lucky and the shirt is the perfectly soft and silky kind. And in the morning, it feels good to slide it up over my skin.