I am wearing one of my favorite tops, which has managed to survive plenty of abuse over the years. I bought it about 20 years ago. Some fashionistas would clutch their pearls at that, but classic clothes that are well made last a long time.
It’s a warm Lands’ End(R) long sleeve tunic that stretches and snaps back with ease, hides my weight highs and lows and forgives the most wretched stains from Italian food to hoagie oils. I haven’t found them listed in the Lands’ End catalogue for years, so this is one of those times I wished I had bought one in more than one color.
I hear pearls being rubbed between fingers like rosary beads again.
Some people are known to discard entire wardrobes at season’s end and buy new clothes the following year, even if they are still rather fresh off the rack. I’m clutching my pearls. . . of wisdom. Imagine if your favorite comic characters changed their clothes every year: who would recognize Charlie Brown in anything but that shirt with the zigzag pattern on it, or Curtis without his hat?
I keep spot treatment items at work for emergencies, and in a contact center where food is a constant resource it’s a must. Today we have spot remover pens and cloths to remove the most stubborn stains from clothes, and they all advise to not wear the item while treating the stain. Gee, if the stuff to treat the spot is that potent, I can imagine what’s in the food! Is hoagie oil that complex that it takes a science lab to produce something to degrease it and lift it from my favorite top?
Maybe I just need to wear a lobster bib with my favorite top.
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