Nevada is the only place where the house always wins and you still leave saying you had a great time. That is not a red heart situation. That is a green heart situation. Green like the felt on the table, green like the cash you swore you would stop at, green like whatever is legally available at that place off the highway with the glowing sign. Green like the one lawn in the entire state somebody is heroically keeping alive in 110 degree heat.
This shirt is for people who understand that a buffet at 4am is a food group, that a gas station two hours from anything counts as a town, and that the desert is weirdly beautiful once you stop complaining about it. You love this place. You just love it a little suspiciously.
Soft, broken-in feel from the first wear, with a sturdy build that survives the laundry pile, the road trip, and the questionable decisions.
