I’ve had this purple t-shirt for a long time. In fact, I’ve had it since my husband and I were dating 11 years ago. It got me through from the eyeing-each-other-across-the-room stage, the does-he-really-like-me stage, and all the way to ’til-death-do-us-part. It slowly got worn less and less as I realized that midriff-baring-tees weren’t quite the thing anymore. But I kept it.