This morning, I saw a yoga student wearing this shirt:
This shirt only comes in sizes XXS and XS.
Which is, of course, supposed to be the way to build more strength if your arms give up and go on strike after your second Surya Namaskar B. I was so impressed with this shirt that I took to the internet to find it. Instead I found these. In no particular order, some of the best yoga shirts around.
Unsurprising that someone named their yoga wear line “Gratitude.” This guy should stand next to YOGA RAGE in class. FEEL that gratitude, yo!
He also owns YOGA RAGE.
Live by yoga. And these muscles.
Shirt: just okay. Model: almost as good as the biceps dude.
But he only honors that spirit as he’s walking away from you.
Um, mom? Is there something you’ve been meaning to tell me?
No, I don’t.
I feel ya, T-Rex.
Ultimate yoga badge: “Yeah, I got this shirt in India.”
“I totally would LOVE to go to India. My shirt says so.”
And I know it’s not a shirt, but:
Seriously? Seeing someone wearing these to yoga might send me into a YOGA RAGE.