You are what you eat. You eat what you wear. You wear what you eat?
Celiac disease can really take over your life. JFG, like many men in their early 30s, uses his body as a billboard. By organizing his t-shirt collection chronologically, it's possible to map the evolution of his education, political philosophies, music tastes, marital status and sense of humor. And now, you can also trace the evolution of his diet! So I give you -- gluten fashion. Try to ignore the fact that the mannequin has boobs.
No, he never went to Wharton. Nor did Wharton pay him to wear this shirt. I think it was conference swag.
A little bit tougher now. Or grainier. Who knew we'd rely so much on Iowa's key export?
Can you say intergalactic planetary? Yes, folks, I got these from his closet. LAST NIGHT.
And dealing with disease has made JFG a kinder, gentler person. By all means, save the wheat.
F--- "save" the wheat. Confront the wheat! Blame it for your problems!
If you're interested and believe in dealing with your issues through by displaying through the art of t-shirt propaganda, be sure to visit CafePress where they have a huge variety of celiac- and gluten-related products (search on "celiac" or "gluten"). By far the saddest is a child's t-shirt that says, much like a sign at a zoo, "Please don't feed me anything without asking my mommy." How sad classroom birthday parties must be for this child.
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