I found a great top; it was so great, I bought two of its friends. When people rave about your choice of clothes, any woman will scramble for more, and I sure did.
The day after last Christmas, the drive into the office was so smooth and free of traffic that I had the chance to stop at a store on the way in and take advantage of early post-holiday sales. A graphic top practically wrapped its sleeve around me for attention from a rack of picked-over clothing left pining for the joys of being under a decorated, dead spruce. I had always wondered if I would look good in such a top, and this one seemed a good choice. I bought it and finally got a chance to wear it after some (but not all) of the stormy winter weather had let up and we were all in a better mood to bring out our fashion best. The compliments started coming right away, so the next time I was in the same store and spotted a different version of the top, I bought it, too. Then another showed up online.
Yours truly now has three graphic tops. They wear wonderfully, but the washing directions are a bit unlike what I’m used to. I’m used to stuff you just throw in the washer and dryer, but this one has a clear tag reading, “Machine wash cold, inside out and separately, tumble dry low, gentle cycle.” I guess it’s the crystals glued on the fabric. I never threw any kind of embellishment in the washer, so to avoid disappointment, I’ve only worn the top twice (and only after I’ve showered and have no plans to eat spaghetti). This is where the high price of fashion comes into one’s life, so eventually I’ll have to take the plunge and find out if my new go-to top will shrink, fade or lose its sparkle. I’m thinking I’ll throw all three in at once with a little gentle detergent and a lot of prayer.
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A Clothes Call
Posted at 2:01 am by kayewer, on April 13, 2014
I found a great top; it was so great, I bought two of its friends. When people rave about your choice of clothes, any woman will scramble for more, and I sure did.
The day after last Christmas, the drive into the office was so smooth and free of traffic that I had the chance to stop at a store on the way in and take advantage of early post-holiday sales. A graphic top practically wrapped its sleeve around me for attention from a rack of picked-over clothing left pining for the joys of being under a decorated, dead spruce. I had always wondered if I would look good in such a top, and this one seemed a good choice. I bought it and finally got a chance to wear it after some (but not all) of the stormy winter weather had let up and we were all in a better mood to bring out our fashion best. The compliments started coming right away, so the next time I was in the same store and spotted a different version of the top, I bought it, too. Then another showed up online.
Yours truly now has three graphic tops. They wear wonderfully, but the washing directions are a bit unlike what I’m used to. I’m used to stuff you just throw in the washer and dryer, but this one has a clear tag reading, “Machine wash cold, inside out and separately, tumble dry low, gentle cycle.” I guess it’s the crystals glued on the fabric. I never threw any kind of embellishment in the washer, so to avoid disappointment, I’ve only worn the top twice (and only after I’ve showered and have no plans to eat spaghetti). This is where the high price of fashion comes into one’s life, so eventually I’ll have to take the plunge and find out if my new go-to top will shrink, fade or lose its sparkle. I’m thinking I’ll throw all three in at once with a little gentle detergent and a lot of prayer.
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