My skillz

I'm pretty much the least artistic person I know. I do not craft, do not scrapbook, do not do anything that involves any measure of patience or talent or focus on perfection because I lack all of those things. I am the queen of half-assery, which most of you have probably realized by now.

The only remotely crafty thing I ever do, and do well, might I add, is iron letters onto t-shirts.

I know, I know. You're in awe.

The thing about making shirts is not so much that I love the crafty part of it, but that I will take any and all opportunities to dress up in costume or in some other type of ridiculous attire. Writing sassy things on shirts is just a natural extension of that. Ahem.

This is me and Lacey in 2006 with the shirts we did for our soccer team.

Yup, even sake bombing requires a shirt. The back of the shirts says "Captain." Because...that's what we are. We're pretty hardcore about our sake bombing (UNDERSTATEMENT).

These were for the Quidditch World Cup. The backs say "...but a snitch ain't one." TELL ME THAT IS NOT THE MOST GENIUS THING THAT ANYONE HAS EVER THOUGHT OF. Obviously I thought of it. Apparently I wasn't the only one though, because they were selling t-shirts with that slogan on them at the event. Wah.

You can't really tell what this says, but the back of my shirt says "CO-MOH," which is for co-maid of honor. These were for Lacey's bachelorette party (obviously Lacey also loves the iron-on letters since she's a part of a lot of these. This is why we're friends).

Lauren models the tanks we made for a 2011 Ke$ha concert. Some Glee humor for all you Gleeks out there (PS, does anyone else think this season is 100 times better than seasons 2 or 3? I do, and it makes me happy).

This is for tomorrow (Saturday), when Lauren and I will go see Jay-Z at the new Barclay's Center in Brooklyn. The front says "HOVA." You can't tell from the picture but these shirts are obnoxiously yellow. Highlighter yellow. Blindingly yellow. It shall be glorious.

There are others, but...you get the idea.

Booyah.