Nothing but a T-shirt on

A plain white t to be specific.  I had trouble trying to choose between Jessica Simpson or the Delilah band that frequents my favorite show, and ultimately I went with J.Simp. But still felt the need to discuss both right here.  Lame.

Well, whether the under the label of the belted chubster or the talented, but ugly band, I still want to talk about white t-shirts.

I am wearing one right now.  Not sure if it's Hanes or Fruit of the Loom (but really who cares, that was a pointless statement).  But no matter what, I will call them my Hanes white ts, just because it's got that flow.  Nothing matters but the flow.  And the practicality.  Remember the time you went to Israel or on a hiking trip and got disgusting and sweaty all the time.  Ah, it was beautiful.  And white t-shirts were perfect, because they are cheap, comfortable, sold in mass, and don't show off sweatstains.

I always feel so badly for those girls at the gym (or Miranda on SATC) that wear gray and are nothing but one huge sweat stain.  That is why after my multiple hiking excursions, I have converted fully to Hanes white ts for workout gear.  And my strechy black pants.  Sometimes.  I'm wearing them right now.  In preparation for going to the gym.  But I am stalling by writing a blogtry about workout clothing.  

For some reason all of my white ts have green stains on them.  Looks more like mouthwash than sweat.  No idea.  

In conclusion,  white t shirts are good.  So is Greek.