My kid is wearing my old band shirts that are worth hundreds of dollars now.

I can’t afford the expensive shit for her, but she’s definitely got bragging rights. A kid made fun of her last year over her “old faded shirt” and she said, “my shirt is worth more than your whole outfit. Google it honey.” Haha

I’m letting her slowly ruin a Nirvana shirt that’s worth about a thousand bucks. It hurts a little (a lot), but when I was a teen I would have killed for original things like that from the Beatles. I only make her retire the sentimental ones when I know they won’t hold up. Like my original SOAD toxicity release shirt that glows in the dark. It was the last thing my best friend bought for me before he was killed in an accident.

I’d wear them until they started showing signs that they wouldn’t last too much longer and then I’d put them away. Now she’s getting the rest of their life.