ita, that happens in hockey rpf, too. They are all pretty big guys (except Patrick Kane), and athletic clothes come in sizes like S-M-L-XL. Aren't they all pretty much going to wear XL due to having wide shoulders?

Somebody motivate me to work. I can't focus. Maybe going cold-turkey off caffeine is a bad idea.

bon, I believe the idea is for the hypothetical husband or boyfriend to stretch his body until the t-shirt no longer covers the hipbone.

I am only at work three days this week, and have a shitload of meetings in that time, but also other stuff to do, and I don't wanna! Oh, I could maybe go meet with my boss now. Meeting = better than working....

I don't wanna work either. Which is why I am thinking about this t-shirt problem. I don't think v-neckls really get that much bigger with size-- when I was younger and 5'2" and a size 4, I could wear men's XL v-neck undershirts without showing my clavicle. Do these people have giant heads that are stretching the necks?

Oh yeah, men's shirts usually don't have that much of a vee, right?

They make "deep V" shirts for men now, yes? I believe I learned this from Happy Endings, so, grain of salt I suppose.

Arms up, arch back, t-shirt goes up over the bellybutton. As I recall.

Regular wakey-wakey arching, or I'm-Kat-doing-a-back-bend arching? I mean, my women's cut shirts are all short enough to show belly if I do much stretching at all, but that's part of the point. I am only one inch shorter than the average guy, and stretching in a medium tee--well, it doesn't do much.

And, like Sophia says, usually they're talking about big guys--the example I hit, there's an inch between them, and a round neck is showing clavicle. I've found women's cut v-necks show a lot of clavicle (I can have my portacath accessed in one without damaging it, but I haven't really worn any men's. The ones I see (thank you, SPN fandom) are more likely to show navels. Men-hussies, the both of them.

Oh, and is that "they're wearing my clothes I own them now I must fuck them immediately" a thing that happens with relevant regularity in life? My sister and I swap clothes a lot and I'm happy to say it does nothing for me (see, fandom makes me check all sorts of things).

Though, on the not-as-normal tip--is is supposed to be gross to sleep with someone a friend or family member boinked? I had a cousin once removed (generation older) tell me her ex was superb, I should totally bone him, so I did (it was okay, but I've later learnt said cousin didn't discover vibrators until...age 50? 55? and possibly also masturbating (at least to orgasm)). But I got so much shit from said cousin's sister that I though there was an incontrovertible law I'd broken.

I totally suggest my sister sleep with the guys I've slept with who were amazing in bed. YOU ALL SHOULD. And she'd give me (I'm not sure about all of you, though) the same leeway.

All of my shirts ride up when I stretch. Normal stretching not backbends.

Grace is still I surgery according to the computer tracking. It's been 90 minutes, when usually it is shorter. Good thing or bad? I fear they have tried decannulation then had an issue and had to put the trache back and had to re-cut because the stoma closes fast.

I just made S. stand up and raise his arms above his head -- not even stretching, really -- and his t-shirt rode up enough to show hipbone.

I just came back from lunch with my mom and burst into tears. And we had a lovely time! My guess is heat and hormones and general anxiety, but I really just want to nap now.

Fingers still crossed for Grace, Kat.