The nostalgic way this shirt hits me.
My kids call anything with this print "grandpa's" 1980s Summer nights at the family cabin as little girl. Snuggling by the campfire looking at the stars. My dad on any given day, any time of year wearing this print. My inspo for my maid of honor's dress. Laying a blanket down at Pine Knob waiting for the band to play. Pigeon Forge beardo trips.
As time goes on all we'll end up with are those memories. The ones where you put your head back, close your eyes, and smile. For a moment, you are there, it's real.