She inspected a tee shirt of mine, sniffed it with disgust, and tossed it into a trash can across the room.
Instead, I finished it, while still holding on to my beloved tee shirt.
Life would be filled with mutual concessions I thought as I tucked my tee shirt into a bottom drawer.
Jeans, sneakers and a Harvard tee shirt made up her attire.
She was dressed in her Harvard tee shirt and pajama bottoms.