The garments below are this week’s zen. Not because they’re underwear (always funny?), but because of their location.
These were housed in a sliding glass case, along with those fancy flipflops on the bottom shelf, at the checkout counter of an ethnic grocery store (ie no Honey Nut Cheerios in stock.) I took is as a suggestion that new underpants (and shoes) may be necessary after eating their food and only bought a box of fruit popsicles, to be on the safe side.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!
P.S. Posting from my phone for the first time. Does this font look weird to you?