The Mystery is Finally Solved.

Exhibit A. Holes on a shirt I bought a week ago and only wore once.

Possible culprits: Hungry moth or crappy washing machine.

I go with the moth theory because I have seen some small flying things that hang out on the ceilings in our place. I start to research ways to get rid of them without using moth balls.

Exhibit B. Holes on my favorite shirt. Aaaarggggh!

I throw out my suspicion that a moth is eating my shirts because the holes are only at belly level and unless I exude some kind of belly button pheromone that moths can't resist, the bugs are not the culprits. The mystery thickens......

Suddenly, I remember that in Vancouver I had the same problem with most of my shirts. Ah, ah!

So what is the common denominator?

Here are my suspicions: Two offenders working together.

Possible culprit #1: The kitchen counter.

Possible culprit #2: My jeans.

I deduce this for two reasons:

1. I wore way more jeans in Vancouver and I had way more shirts with holes.
2. I wear shirts with shorts and skirts that are not denim and lean against the counter all the time and I don't have holes in those shirts!

So sorry if this seems totally RIDICULOUS and maybe it is, but I'm not alone in this, lots of people say they've had the same problem as me, and the internet is full of explanations ranging for silverfish attracted to belly-button oil and rubbing on guitars to lifting dumbbells and coarse belly hair.

None of these explanations could possibly work for me so I'm going with the FREAKING JEANS RUBBING ON THE COUNTER! What a relief it is to finally come to this conclusion!