this morning #1142.

this morning, i was hoping i’d find something vibrant hiding in the back of my closet, an outfit to show him just how much i wanted to make a strong first impression on his friends. regrettably, the best one i found amongst all of the clutter was a cute jumper from some other lifetime. it really wasn’t the right fit for this moment though. more importantly, it simply wasn’t my style any more. it was clothing for late-twenties era me. at one point, it worked pretty well, helped ease me into the friend group of my boyfriend from those days. the women told me it was “so me.” the men told me they liked it with their looks. that jumper led to a lot of positive memories. still, it’s silly that i’ve kept it all these years.