A shirt for those who've spent considerable time and money understanding why they feel empty despite having everything. The irony is intentional, which makes it worse somehow. You'll wear this to brunch where everyone will nod knowingly while checking their therapy appointment reminders.
The fabric is soft in a way that suggests someone's grandmother knew someone at a mill. It won't fix anything, but it will look correct while you're not fixing anything. Pairs well with a complicated relationship to your father's legacy and a standing weekly session at $350 an hour.
