I’ve always been weirdly amused by shirts with slogans on them–they transform the wearer into a walking non sequitur. I adore the strangeness of announcing to the world that I’m apparently a mermaid, visual evidence notwithstanding.
It’s fitting, then, that I also encountered some public installations of Emily Dickinson’s poetry while wearing this top: including one with a particularly memorable slogan of its own! I’m perfectly satisfied to be both nobody and a mermaid, and to participate in a kind of live-action found poetry.
The little details of the Dickinsons’ property look especially beautiful on autumnal days!
The house’s cheerful yellow trim never looks brighter than when it catches the late morning sun.
The Dickinson Museum isn’t the only charming old-style house in the area, though! There were plenty of other stately homes just waiting to serve as the perfect anachronistic backdrops for my pinup-inspired casual outfit. Scalloped, high-waisted shorts are about the only thing that can lure me away from dresses!
What’s the strangest slogan you’ve ever seen on a shirt? Am I the only one who takes such delight in their avant-garde nature?