So I’ve had my shirt tied like this– with the exception of at work, where it was tucked in and belted– all day. Through antique-store browsing and thrift browsing while I waited for my check to come in to work, through lunch, through… the pictures, obviously. And I didn’t really realize that I had a bit of skin showing until I got done taking pictures and noticed… y’know… scandalous things. Oh well. It’s not like I’m flashing boobs or anything. It’s just a little upper-belly skin. This is my contribution to the world of scandalous fashion. I know. I’m falling fast. So I bought this shirt for the sole…