It's a guaranteed good day when I get to wear this shirt. It's been washed countless times over the year but I swear I can still feel the Coachella sunshine, hear the throbbing base and roaring crowd for Kung Fu Kenny, and see the flecks of glitter that are embedded in the cotton and my memory since that humid April night.
Throw in my favorite jacket, favorite sneakers, and a day of exploring Brooklyn? Enough happiness to withstand 40-degree weather and way too many shots of espresso.