Your thirties arrive quietly, in the form of a twinge. Nobody warns you that you can wake up with a neck injury from the simple act of lying down. The label on this mug is more honest than most: body aches may vary, and it leaves the details for you to discover yourself.
Tuesday it is the shoulder, Thursday it is something with no name. That makes it an apt present for whoever has just pulled a muscle putting on socks and is telling everyone it was a gym injury.
It’s dishwasher safe in 11oz, and the sublimation print doesn’t ache after a wash.
Thirty is when the owl stops pulling all-nighters and starts pulling muscles.




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