"I'm On Fire for Maine" Tee

"I'm On Fire for Maine" Tee

Regular price $24.99 USD
Regular price Sale price $24.99 USD
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Size guide

Tee: Gildan 5000 Heavy Cotton Tee. Measurements are of the garment laid flat, give or take 1.5 in.

Tee measurements in inches
SizeSMLXL2XL3XL4XL5XL
Width1820222426283032
Length2829303132333435
Sleeve length (from center back)15.116.51819.52122.423.725
Tee measurements in inches
SizeWidthLengthSleeve length (from center back)
S182815.1
M202916.5
L223018
XL243119.5
2XL263221
3XL283322.4
4XL303423.7
5XL323525

How to measure

Width: lay the shirt flat and measure straight across the chest, armpit to armpit.

Length: from the highest point of the shoulder, next to the collar, down to the bottom hem.

Sleeve length: on long sleeves, from the shoulder seam to the cuff. "From center back" means from the middle of the back of the collar, over the shoulder, to the cuff.

Tip: measure a shirt you already like and compare it with the chart.

All sales are final. No returns or exchanges, so please check the size guide before you order.

Shipping

Free US shipping on orders of $90 or more. Below that, shipping is calculated at checkout.

Every item is printed to order. Orders are processed within 1 to 3 business days, and you get an email with tracking as soon as yours ships.

Shipping policy

Returns: all sales final

We do not accept returns or exchanges. That includes ordering the wrong size or color, or changing your mind, because every item is printed just for you.

If your item arrives damaged or misprinted, email info@emojistates.com within 14 days of delivery with a clear photo of the problem, and we will reprint it or refund you.

Refund policy

The heart on fire isn't a metaphor up here, it's a survival strategy. Maine is the state where you get four glorious weeks of summer, nine months of winter, and a two week stretch of black flies that'll carry off a small child. And yet you stay. You willingly pay money for a bug that looks like a sea spider, you crack it open with a tiny hammer, you dunk it in butter, and you call it the best day of your life. That's not love. That's obsession with a pulse and a pilot light. This is for the people who think 40 degrees is shorts weather, who have strong opinions about which gas station makes a superior breakfast sandwich, and who genuinely believe the rest of the country is just Massachusetts with extra steps. Soft, broken in from the jump, and built to survive a mud season or six. The kind of thing you grab off the floor, sniff once, shrug, and wear to town anyway.
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