…Well, What Is It?
January 10, 2011 § 6 Comments
Rule of thumb, ladies and gentlemen, if you’re trying on a new garment and wouldn’t have the faintest idea how to describe it verbally, chances are it’s a mistake to buy it. That’s certainly the case with this poor excuse for a.. well, what is it?
Liberally personified, this top would either be a very fickle child or a poor wretch suffering from a glaring case of multiple personality disorder. Is it a dress or a top? Does the top go with the bottom? What color is it? Any way you look at it, it’s perfectly hideous and I’m happy to say that since I bought it circa 1999, I’ve never made the mistake of wearing it beyond my front door.
As it languished in my closet for the past 12 years, sneering at me from the regular line-up, I would have two typical reactions:
1) *Winces* “I can’t even bring myself to take it out of my closet. How can I get rid of it? What was I thinking?”
2) “Perhaps it will serve as a good Halloween costume at some point in time.”
The problem with reaction #1 is that there is no shame when it comes to throwing something away no matter how awful. I’ve seen the show Hoarders. I know what’s out there. Here I am today posting it here for all friends, family, acquaintances, fellow bloggers and complete strangers for all to see. I consider it part of the healing process though I doubt anyone truly gets over a mistake this epic.
The problem with reaction #2 is that if you can’t possibly see what sort of Halloween costume this could possibly serve, then it’s just a bloody excuse.
To Goodwill you go. May some brave individual who has a more visionary mind than I have better use (or better luck) with it.