Saturday, December 27, 2008

Memory Lane is Paved with Washed-Out Cotton

Yesterday, I cleared out old clothes from the overspilling wardrobes in my room here at my parents' house. Among them, a pile of extremely baggy t-shirts from the late 1980s until the mid 90s. They included t-shirts from concerts (R.E.M.) and colleges (U.C.D.) I attended, t-shirts bought in Berlin, Budapest, Crakow, Vienna even (on occasion of the opening of the U3 subway line in 1994), t-shirts made by myself or friends (hello, tye-die and screen print!) and half a dozen of others that would now be considered XXL and pyjama-top-category only, size-wise.
Such as this specimen, which I loved dearly:
I used to be cool (onemorehandbag)It says "Ouch, you hurt my heart!" in Italian and has a pretty realistic pair of band-aids appliquéd on a (long faded) red heart. It is testament to the "Italian phase" I went through in my late teens, falling in love with the cousin of my host on a school-trip to Cosenza and all. Eros Ramazotti, Gianna Nannini and Antonello Venditti were the soundtrack to the t-shirt and like all Carinthians, all the cool labels would be bought in Italy, a 40 mins drive away from KLU.

Needless to say, I won't throw it away, but store it elsewhere until the moths eat it.


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