February 28, 2011
I hate his stupid baggy shirt. I feel like he might be trying to camouflage a potential moob situation. But honestly, I'd rather see a slight outline of a flabby moob than see several yards of extra fabric floating around his mid-section like he's in a dream sequence.
Well, watching him walk up to hug me feels more like a nightmare because I'm afraid my hands are going to get tangled up in this x-large pillowcase of a top. Seriously, a kindergarten class could huddle under this shirt on goof-off day in gym class; that's how excessively baggy this garment is. It's gross.