I desperately wish someone was paying me to say this but alas, they are not. I have fallen victim to the overpriced tank top one too many times and between my extreme love for red wine, turmeric (woman of the world) and general messiness have given up on spending $600 on a plain white fucking tank top.
One day while internally hating my life at a Target (I would rather spend an afternoon in an Isis prison camp than a Target) I noticed some really glamorous (for a Target) woman pilfering through a bag of little boys undershirts. At first I was getting major Mary Kay Laterno vibes but then got the sense she was buying them for herself. Fucking genius. “These are literally the only tanks I wear.” I grabbed 3 bags and haven’t looked back since. Literally the ONLY TANK TOPS I WEAR. They are soft, have the cutest fit and also cost like 3 cents. Thank me later.