It was circa 1984 when my sister, BFF and I started hitting the thrift stores. We always headed to the men's department first. For boxers and shorts. And trench coats. We were never disappointed.
Anyway, it was about that time when my sister scored a fabulous pair of men's shorts that were orange and yellow and brown (I think) plaid. They were the best. Of course they were too big for our waists, but we had a special way of making them fit. We would take the hook part of the hook and eye and hook it to the belt loop. Oh how I loved those shorts. And, luckily, we were about the same size so I wore them a lot.
When I was thrifting lately, I saw a pillowcase that instantly reminded me of those beloved shorts. I knew it had to be mine.
Or at least Sawyer's for when he is stealing his sister's baton.
Just indulge me, buddy, I promise not to dress you like a 70-year-old man for long.
Where does she get this?!?