#Old Navy

[peachesingreece]

Reminder to avoid buying anything crochet new from big stores. Crochet (unlike knit) CANNOT be done by a machine and must be done by an actual human being. The person who made it was definitely not paid an appropriate amount for their labour. Most big stores use sweatshops anyway and I know it’s hard to completely avoid buying anything from a major store. But if those specific items don’t sell, we can send a message to companies that we don’t want items made fully by hand using slave labour

This summer, avoid any new crochet items. You don’t need THAT specific top that badly

[copperbadge]

[ID: a photograph of a row of folded shirts lying on top of one another; sometimes part of a phrase or logo is visible but the most evident part of each shirt is the year, 2014 through 2024. They are in varying shades of red, blue, white, and grey.]

Old Navy issues a new limited edition 4th of July shirt every year; they cost like five bucks so they're not the most durable, but my folks really liked for us to wear matching shirts for cookouts, so usually I'd keep an eye on the website and buy them for the family when they came out in March or April. I realized when I was home for the fourth that we probably had a decade of shirts...

Not all of these came from me or my family; I bought a few on eBay to round out the 2014-2024 set. But I thought it would be fun to clear mine out of my closet and turn them into a blanket, so I'm going to assemble them with one more panel (made from a different Old Navy shirt) and sew a real weird patriotic quilt.

[1999babi]

old navy bouncy ball machine (hi-bounce balls)

source 1, 2, 3

[fratguysinwhitebriefs]

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My friends and I were on the cake tour sponsored by Old Navy and at the end of the tour were all of these cake sculptures sitting in theatre seats. One of the cake sculptures were of Dan and Phil and my friend and I fell on them as a joke and days later Old Navy sued me and my friend for 40k because the cake sculptures had real people on the inside.

[90s-2000s-barbie]

Old Navy (November 25, 2006)

[camtasticalsocks]

Typical Friday Night!

[tamapalace]

Old Navy Lists New Tamagotchi T-Shirt

Get that new shirt for back to school! Old Navy, an American clothing retailer has listed a new Tamagotchi shirt, it’s actually their second shirt. Now if you walk into school with this on, you’ve got that rizz. That’s what the kids say.

This 100% cotton related t-shirt is a rib-knit crew neck and short shelves in sea salt color. The graphic on the front of the shirt are Lovelitchi, Memetchi, Kikitchi, Mametchi, Kuchipatchi, Coffretchi, Mimitchi, and Momotchi all happy and smiling around pink clouds, with the Tamagotchi logo at the bottom.

Available in sizes extra small to extra extra extra extra large, love the inclusion. Listed for $19.99 but you can definitely score a deal and get it cheaper.

[clemssigss]

some of my favourites in my wardrobe 🤍

[bombdotmom]

Pretty in Pink

I enjoy simple outfits every now and then.

Top: Old Navy

Shorts: Old Navy

Socks: You'll never guess. It's Old Navy.

[911style]

Jee-Yun Buckley-Han | 8x07 Hotshots Target Cat & Jack Toddler Adaptive Short Sleeve Graphic T-shirt in Cream $5 | Target Old Navy Open Front Cardigan Sweater in Bold Stripes $26.99 | Old Navy, on sale [x]

[hejkatie]

ootd // weekend family fun 🫐

[digitalmemoriez]

✫･ﾟ*.2003･ﾟ✫*.

[oldinterneticons]

[hazeltailofficial]

HALLOWEEN FLASHBACK

Disney's The Nightmare Before Christmas Black & White Hoodie Sweater from Hot Topic White Tank Top from Old Navy Black Leggings from Old Navy

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[herrera2k]

My Girl

The bell rang to signal the young students of the end of the day. Y/n dashed to the closet in her teachers classroom and was the first to grab her backpack. She then ran to the bathroom to change after slipping the bag onto her shoulders. The young girl found an empty stall, and began to undress. She peeled off her baggy jeans before slipping on a pair of loose shorts, and slipped off her long pink top, spangled with flowers, and replaced it with a t-shirt. She walked out of the stall and ran outside, her bag now bouncing against her skin. Once on the large field outside of her school, she tossed her bag on the bench and began to take off her school shoes. As she took them off to put her boots on, a familiar figure preformed tricks across from her. Upon seeing her, he looked up and waved with a genial smile.

“Y/n!” He exclaimed while she pulled up her socks, “Hold on, I’m coming!” Y/n replied. Y/n and her best friend, Cristiano, had often played football together after school, and almost all day during the summer. The two had been friends for six years, and had met when they were four. Y/n’s parents had planned to hang out with his parents, which required the two children to play together. They’re parents forced them out of the house, for they wanted time to themselves for a few hours, and the children stood aimlessly in front of the house until Y/n took the initiative and said: “Do you like football?” Cristiano looked at her and nodded without saying anything. “I have a football in the backyard, we should play.” Again, Cristiano nodded, but this time, he said “okay.”

They picked up the ball from the backyard and strolled to the playground. It was early in the morning, and the dew felt strange against their socks, so they took off their shoes and played barefoot. The game started out with two-touch, then transitioned into a talent show that went on for a few hours. Eventually, Y/n’s little sister had to come back to grab them, for there parents were concerned about there location. After that day, they had remained friends for years.

Once she had finished putting her boots on, Y/n jogged onto the muddy field and placed her hands on Cristiano’s shoulders before jumping to the side of him. He was dribbling the ball between his feet, and when Y/n had noticed, she placed her leg in between his and dragged the ball away from him with the tip off her foot. Cristiano turned around and plastered a blank and wide-eyed stare into his face, which prompted Y/n to laugh uncontrollably. The sound and sight pleased her friend, causing him to smile too, before catching her off guard and steeling the ball from her.

He made exaggerated sound effects as he dribbled past her with a large grin. As he neared the goal, he began to narrate his actions, all Y/n could do was watch and laugh, for she knew he was too far away now. “Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Ronaldo…” he repeated as he ran towards the net, increasing his volume as he edges nearer. Once he was about ten meters away, he had swung his leg back and kicked the ball. Upon scoring, Cristiano spread his arms out and began to run around the field whilst imaging the sound of a crowd screaming his name. A wife smile was plastered onto his face as he slid onto the green grass before pointing at Y/n and winking. She began to laugh and jogged towards him, grabbing his hand and slapping it. After this, the pair continued to play, then eventually began to practice drills. After some more hours of playing, they walked to the bench that Y/n had put her shoes on and sat down. She unzipped her bag and pulled out two bananas and handed one to her friend.

They sat there for a few minutes, for they were out of breath, and eating was already quite difficult after the workout. Cristiano paused, and looked to his friend, and found his stomach churning. He examined her messy hair, and her clothes dirty from tackling. Her nostrils slightly flared as she tried to control her breathing. Y/n was too focused on the banana to notice Cristiano staring at her, and it was only when she finished did she see him. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows, only to be met with a warm smile and squinted eyes. Confused, she let out a laugh and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” Cristiano responded, “I’m just looking at you.” Y/n was taken aback by this, but shrugged her shoulders and said “alright.” She then began to pull off her boots to put on her shoes, yet Cristiano kept staring at her.

“Can I kiss you, Y/n?” He blurted “Oh, I’m so sorry-”

“No it’s alright” Y/n said, watching as her friend grew flustered. She placed her lips against his, very softly, and placed a small peck upon his mouth before pulling away with a smile. Cristiano felt his cheeks warm up, and his eyes widened. “Oh.” He said as a grin began to grow on his face. The expression was quite hilarious in Y/n’s opinion, which prompted her to burst out in laughter. “What?!” Cristiano asked with a worried face and furrowed eyebrows.

“Nothing, you just seem so shocked,” Y/n giggled. “I’m sorry, you just looked so pretty, and I didn’t know why I asked that.” Cristiano confessed.

“Cristiano, I said it was fine.” She assured with a nod,

Again, he furrowed his eyebrows and asked “Are you sure?” Y/n simply nodded before bursting out in laughter again, then wrapping her arms around him. The feeling was warm, Cristiano placed his arms around her back and began to laugh along with his friend. After that day, the two never really mentioned it again. While the young boy’s friends would often tease him for his relationship with Y/n, he never thought of her as more than his best friend, and the feeling was mutual.

As they grew up together, his talent had greatly improved, and eventually led him to become a professional athlete. Y/n took note of how his appearance changed, his once messy long hair, now very sharp and “profesional.” He had also invested in braces, and veneers, causing his teeth to shine. She was proud of her friend, and admired how far he had gone, but there was still a feeling of yearning in the pit of her stomach.

Okay, so I’ll do a part 2 of this, where I’ll have more dialogue and get all angsty, lmk if you have advice or criticism