Since having a baby, Target has become my favorite place to shop in the world. That’s a lie, I’ve always loved target. When I lived in NYC, a trip to Target was like a mini-vacation. We’d hop on the Uptown E with suitcases, and come home with frozen dinners, liquid eyeliner, and boxed wine galore.
Although my trips these days are not nearly as nostalgic, Target has remained a constant in my consumer-whore life. These days it’s mostly filled with hauls of baby gear, but I always find myself making a beeline for the men’s section
Hence, the Hawaiian shirt.
Now this isn’t just any $19.00 Hawaiian Shirt. What makes it so special I’ll never know, but Geordie instantly put it on, and was like, “Damn I look good.”
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