I hate them--the holes I get at the bottom of my shirt. This shirt was practically brand new when the first hole appeared...and I've continued to wear it--bringing back the grungy look. I finally tried to cover them:
Good, not great. In fact, Ryan said "dumb." (Admittedly, it sort of is). But it's a start. I have another shirt just like it & maybe I'll try an applique instead. It beats sending it to goodwill though, right? Very soon on the agenda is an apron...so that I stop getting holes in the first place (yes, I do believe it's from my counters in the kitchen).