I have a new pink sweatshirt that I love the most and I want to wear it all the time. This always happens. I get something new and I wear it and wear it and wear it and neglect all my other clothes, and then I become "that girl in the pink sweatshirt" and people will talk about me and say, "doesn't she have any other clothes?" and the sweatshirt will start to develop a funk and I'll never take it off, and the next thing you know I'll be wandering around some place like Walmart pant-less with my pink sweatshirt on, all ratty and moth-eaten and I'll be mumbling something about "I used to be somebody who could buy new clothes!" and mothers will steer their screaming children away from my hideousness and my hideous pink sweatshirt...
(*pant pant pant*)...
Well, that's a bit extreme. But you know what I mean...
1 comment:
I'm the same way! And I get addicted to sweaters - and jeans. So you will see me in the same green bunny hug for weeks at a time, and then I will switch to always wearing my pink cardigan over things. And Husband makes snide remarks about it. But I take it all in stride. At least I can tell what colour it is.
-Pants
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