A dear friend gave Mr. Baby this New Yorker illustration of the current Wu-Tang Clan in a frame for Christmas.
For whatever reason, Mr. Baby took to it like bees on honey. The colors? The Staten Island? The bass lines? No idea. But he loves it and it hangs right outside his bedroom door, and this is our new morning routine:
“Good morning, Wu-Tang.”
I like to iron on as much as the next girl. Such an easy way to put beloved images onto one’s front. So it was a no-brainer to give this a shot onto a baby t-shirt with some thrifted iron-on paper.
Also needed: a St.Patrick’s Day shirt for a party next weekend.
There were all of two baby appropriate images online of Shane McGowan, i.e., no booze or cigarettes or vomiting. Pretty sure we’re voting iconic.