Several months ago I unearthed a completely awesome Sex Pistols t-shirt that was sized for the World's Heaviest Man. I couldn't allow a sizing issue to keep me from displaying my love for 70's punk, so I sized it down and flared out the sleeves. Unfortunately, the hem was a little too high for my modesty, so the t-shirt project sat idle while I searched for the perfect coordinating fabric. Last week, I found the fabric hanging out at my Mother-in-Law's. Hooray!
Now, I have a very cute (and ridiculously comfortable) t-shirt dress: