get you some. or at least one.

hey girls heyyyyyyy. happy wednesday to you and yours. and yours can be whoever you want it to be. sometimes, in my mind, i'm really married to jeremy piven (ari gold) and not shitler. but that's neither here nor there because there are two things i love a lot in life.  wine and shitler. so when whitney was all "hey whore, look at this" and showed me the newest #IWYP shirt for the month i died a few tiny, happy deaths because it's like it borderline spoke to my soul.  and when it arrived it was wrapped in golden deliciousness and a most delightful note.

and the shirt was even more magical than the note.

but then i was like "i don't enjoy having pictures taken of myself."  and then i was all "self, who do you know that will shamelessly let you photos of them in the most ridiculous of situations?"

and then i was like "OMG SELF - YOUR HUSBAND.  THIS IS YOUR LUCKY DAY!"
and then i was like "shitler - put this on.  just put this on and don't fight it."
and at first he fought it a bit and looked less than enthusiastic about the whole thing.

and then i was like "OMG I'M NOT WATERBOARDING YOU, QUIT LOOKING SO MISERABLE YOU FUCK."

but then it seemed like he really came into his own.

like was all "how would a blogger model this?"  and then he nailed the typical fashion blogger pose where they stare off into the distance looking at nothing and acting like they're too good for whoever they conned into taking pictures of them.

and i think that maybe the best thing about this shirt (besides the obviously lovely slogan) is that it really accentuates shitler's chest hair and he very clearly loves to sip on things so it just encompasses everything he's about.  which is chest hair and sipping beverages.

and then in the middle of me trying to coax something other than obvious disdain for me and what i was trying to encourage him to do it was like shitler had an epiphany and he was all "WWTBD?!"  which, for you losers that don't know, means "what would tyra banks do?"  and then he turned to the camera and smized so hard, giving me full H2T (head to toe), and fucking nailed it.

but seriously.

you should buy the shirt.  because it's delightfully comfortable.  the message is legit.  and also sparkles.

so you totally hit up the whitney's blog and get you one.

and you should do it right meow.  because today is the last day to get you one.

and then you'll be up shit creek without a paddle.

so go ahead and click here.

and also if you're interested in seeing what the shirt looks like on someone non-shitler then voila.