Not Your Parents’ T-shirts

Have you walked through a bustling college campus lately? While picking up my daughter after her freshman year of college this past week, I had a chance to see the spring of T-shirts in full bloom everywhere-on the bike paths, being sorted in laundry piles, dotting the cafeteria like sherbet flavors. As my daughter gave goodbye hugs to the masses, I studied the styles they wore. The necklines they showed off. The curves they were silhouetting. The fabrics they were made of. The labels peeking out their necklines. (Yes, I even asked a few to show me the label inside the shirt they were wearing, despite "Oh, Mom!" eye rolls.)