It’s just a typical day for you, catching up on the latest from Perez Hilton as you sip your Starbucks that’s hopefully still hot. Because the chick ahead of you was some talent agent’s assistant that was bringing 31 lattes back to the office that were dry, wet, triple shot, single shot, sprinkle of cinnamon, ½ a hazelnut shot, or some kind of fancy whatever that made each drink completely different. Ugh.
Or maybe you’re at the supermarket picking up tonight’s dinner with your little peanut a la Baby Bjorn, chatting on your cell with your mother about how you still haven’t had a chance to paint the nursery since Peanut arrived earlier than anticipated. You might have also bought a Kindle version of the next HUNGER GAMES installment with your iPhone app since you STILL haven’t read that EITHER, bought some overly priced premium gas for your SUV (yay Los Angeles!), stopped for a FroYo, and now Peanut is asleep in her bassinette but you’re looking at her, stressing about getting her into private school even though she’s only four months old and also wondering how you’re now going to fit in Cardio Barre since she’s still nursing and you wanna lose some weight – ACK!
Or it could be that you’re dog tired from getting up to do that 6am spin class at the gym because you had to get to the office by 8am for a big meeting that you gave a presentation on [insert banal yet impressive topic here] for your boss and so you’re falling into the post-victory-lunch-food-fog. You splash some water onto your face to wake yourself up – wait, is your hairline is receding again? Do you need Rogaine?!
I have one word for you: FirstWorldProblems. Actually: FirstWorldProblemsInTheUSofA.
Of course you appreciate the gifts we have living the USA. I’m not being facetious - because I truly believe you work hard for your money and should be healthy and enjoy your life. But wouldn’t it be *superiorly awesome* if your latte, or your spin bike, or your purchase of HUNGER GAMES could contribute to World Peace in a real way?
You can own the hottest piece of clothing around right now and strut those bad boy threads down the street with your chest proudly puffed out. A piece of clothing that saved someone’s life. (Cue The Fray.) It isn’t Dior, the Gap, Abercrombie, or Prada. And H&M? Step aside, my friend.
This is the T-Shirt of the Year, coveted by celebs and commoners alike! The hottest accessory in the land where fashion is king!
Allow me to introduce 2-year-old Asanti and her brother 8-year-old Alamudin who are just two of the millions of orphans living in Ethiopia right now, hoping and wishing you will buy that shirt. Their father passed away and their mother had no means to take care of them. Wait, millions? And I’m supposed to buy a shirt? Yes, there are millions of orphans there that need homes. And you can help these two exceptional kiddos get to their home that’s waiting for them here in the USA by purchasing this brilliant shirt. This T-Shirt is like Tom’s shoes – but on steroids. (And you probably never met Tom before. Or maybe you did and that’s cool too.)
Charity will always be in style. But you knew that already. Now go ahead and ask the person sitting next to you, sipping on his latte and daydreaming on his conference call: What the heck has YOUR shirt done today?