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Life Is Good

In planning my suitcase contents for my trip to Florida, I have uncovered the summer clothes I forgot I had--I'm not one to wear T-shirts, but I do have a couple I really enjoy--Life Is Good. Here is my favorite:

I thought everyone knew about Life Is Good, but not everyone does, so here is a brief description of how the company got started--quoted from their website:

In 1989, Bert and John Jacobs designed their first tee shirt. They knew nothing about the business. For five years, the brothers hawked tee shirts in the streets of Boston and traveled the East Coast, selling door-to-door in college dormitories. They collected some good stories, but were not very prosperous. They lived on peanut butter and jelly, slept in their van, and showered when they could. Chicks were not impressed. By the Fall of 1994, heading home from a long, less-than-fruitful roadtrip, Bert and John were desperately searching for answers to keep the dream alive. Little did they know, the only answer they needed was back in Boston, hanging up on their apartment wall. Jake's contagious grin, simple as it was, seemed to express everything the Jacobs brothers believed in. One fateful September day, they printed up 48 Jake shirts for a local street fair in Cambridge, Massachusetts. They laid the shirts out on their rickety card table. By noontime, all 48 of those tees were gone. A star was born.

Now the company is full-size, and its great designs cover all the interests--I don't care much for sports. They require physical exertion, so I go for the comfy relaxing shirts with things like coffee cups and big over-stuffed shirts and hammocks.

Now, I can't wait for Florida weather and the chance to break out the Life Is Good T-shirts again. Yay for 80-degree temperatures and sunny skies.

Comments

Gina said…
I think you are going to have a great time. You'll be a little tired, but it will be great!
I like to cycle so my wife baught me a life is good T with the smiley guy peddling on his bike. It' such a happy shirt that offers me comfort and encouragement.

Oh could I use this post on my blog since it does promote Boston?
one more thing... I can see you know on that charted bus wearing your "life is good T and smiling all the way to Fla. :))
Scout said…
Rich, this would be great for your Bostonion site--feel free.

Gina, I really am starting to get kind of excited about it, I must admit.
:) What?? I'm saying nothing. My own gorgeous teens are at my Things UK site, Robyn. It's Mothers' Day today... so Happy UK Mothers' Day Robyn!
Ame said…
OOOOOOOOO FUN ROBYN!

A vacation! When and Where? And I hope it's not TOO warm down there...don't want to have your shirt say Life is SWEATY but GOOD! LOL!

;)xo
dive said…
Life is good?
Rats!
Why did nobody tell me?
I've spent the last forty-eight years convinced that it sucks …
Oh well … Better start looking on the bright side.
Enjoy the sunshine, Robyn.
Anonymous said…
Love the design, love the words - spread the message Rich!
Half the fun is the anticipation, Robyn ...
unklephil said…
Robyn,
I have many of their shirts, as well as a couple of hooded sweatshirts. No need to wait for warm weather next year! Check out REI's website at www.rei.com for some great deals on this brand in the outlet store; no sweatshirts yet, but with spring weather here, it shouldn't be long until you can stock up for next winter.

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