A tee for those of us who've spent considerable time willow-gazing, contemplating the unfair burden of being understood too well by our therapists. The tree bends. We bend. Nothing breaks, but something creaks audibly during family dinner.
Available in colors that suggest emotional restraint: a grey that whispers of unresolved childhood moments, and a cream that photographs well in the Hamptons. Wear it when you need others to know you're suffering, but quietly, and only on your terms.
