I hate shopping of any kind, but clothes shopping most especially, and I don't do it well. Every time I find a clothing store I actually like and understand (i.e., how to find what I'm actually looking for, quickly), it invariably goes out of business. Catalog shopping is a chronic disaster. Consequently, when I find an item of clothing I like, I tend to hang onto it for a long time. A friend of mine once saw a photo of me from my first job out of college, many years earlier, and said, "You still have that skirt." You bet I did. I've also had someone remark, "It must be Monday. Jenny's wearing the gray suit."
Here is my favorite blazer of all time. The plum/eggplant purple and navy blue go with a large swath of items in my wardrobe, though I tend not to wear it with the matching skirt; the overabundance of plaid makes me look somewhat upholstered. The fabric has worn exceedingly well, though the lining is by now pretty shabby and the cuffs probably wouldn't withstand scrutiny. I have loved it far beyond its reasonable lifespan. That advice they give people about culling items that haven't seen wear in the last year? That is not my issue.
By my estimation, I have owned this article of clothing since 1993. If I can just hold onto it one more year, we can celebrate our silver anniversary together. No? <Sigh.> Now I have no idea what I'm wearing on Wednesdays.
Jennifer Bort Yacovissi’s debut novel Up the Hill to Home tells the story of four generations of a Washington, D.C. family from the Civil War through the Great Depression. She reviews regularly for the Washington Independent Review of Books and is serving as the 2017/2018 chair of the Books Alive! Washington Writers Conference.