Because I’m Southern, of course I drink iced tea, and naturally I have tea towels. We’re elegant here at Houndstooth Hall; we must live up to the expectations of our classy BatPack. In case you can’t read this one, it says, “If things get better with age, I must be getting close to freakin’ magnificent.”
Tea towel was a Christmas gift from my sister-in-law Terri T, not to be confused with my sister-in-law Terri G, because double Terris are good luck, y’all.