Monday, April 7, 2008


In the 1970s, my friend Holly was the coolest girl who ever left Newark for Tucson. She was wicked-smart, beautiful, and had a library of ironic t-shirts. This weekend, Holly bequeathed three decades worth of the paper thin, rock & roll shirts to her daughter. Emily slipped one on, stuffed the rest in her backpack, and hit the road.


theue said...

and that is how it should be done.

she can never go wrong walking into any train station wearing an iron butterfly rock n roll tee.

Erica said...

If only I'd inherited my older stepbrother's Furry Freak Brother's t-shirt...just think how cool I'd be.