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A new shirt suggestion.

Bumper stickers and magnets are coming! Here's the image (click to enlarge, but please ignore the weird line in the middle as it won't appear in the final copy):






and as for shirts . . . 








How's this for the back. For the front left, some text . . . help me choose!


I ♥ FENWAY BARTHOLOMULE


or


WWFD?


or


EARS TO YOU


or


HALF ASS AND PROUD


or


SHINE




Now, as for shirt color . . . I think charcoal would look nice. Other options include chocolate, tan, black, forest, military green, navy, pale blue, or just about anything else you can think of, but we're going to have to agree on something before I place this order. (It's hard enough convincing the sales guy to deal with me, a mule . . . harder if I can't be decisive!) I'd also be grateful if you'd let me know how I'm doing on sizing—I'm thinking mostly small, medium and large with a handful of Youth Small and Youth Medium, a handful of Youth Extra Small, a handful of Extra Large and a couple XXLs for good measure. If that won't cover you, speak now or forever hold your peace! (Unfortunately, they've already said a firm NO on the XXXXXXL, so I won't be rockin' one myself.)


I'll see what I can do about Made in the USA and/or organic shirts, but since cost seems to be the single most important factor per yesterday's survey I'll make the final deci$ion with that in mind.


I'm lovin' this interest, your feedback, and the helpful design tips here and on my facebook page. Thanks.


Ears to you,
Fenway





Comments

  1. BuddyAugust 27, 2010 at 11:40 AM

    we like the I heart Fenway for the front of the t-shirts.

    So no equine sizes - bummer!

    XXOO

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  2. AnonymousAugust 27, 2010 at 4:42 PM

    I vote for charcoal. just about everyone looks good in a dark color but black is a little harsh for blondes (sometimes). Because my own suggestion was "what would Fenway do?" I would love to see that slogan on anything with of course his pretty face/ears in profile.

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 1, 2010 at 10:33 AM

    I like "Ears to You," since that's your signature sign-off, or I (Heart) Fenway. He has such a great name. :-)

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