I think if Dr, King were alive…well wait, if he were alive he wouldn’t have a Federal Holiday, I’m pretty sure. Okay, ignoring that, I think he’d be really happy that I celebrated the day shopping for pants.
I think my immediate pants crisis is in check, and I can focus on 1-2 sweaters, and then I can buy clothes like a normal person. Dropping two pant sizes last year was nice but it blew up my wardrobe, y’know? I am just trung to rebuild basics, like now I want a black sweater. You’d think I’d have one of those, but the one I did have swims on me now. Looks messy for work, really.
I’d fill my wish list with clothing I’d like, cause it’s my birthday next week and all…but if I put the size down, once you saw it. I’d have to kill you.
