
I have a closet and a dresser full of clothing. I have so much that I can't even count them. With all these clothes there is little need to have one that I can't live without, but I do.I have this one shirt I adore. It's this old, size 12, tank-top. It's white with little shimmers on the top and the bottom and it goes with everything. I have like 5 different outfits that depend solely on that top. I buy shirts that go
with that top.
Whenever it isn't in my closet I go search through the laundry baskets to see if it has been washed yet. I have no idea how that top can still fit me; it's probably because its been worn so many times that it's all stretched out. I'm always telling myself that if I ever find a top like that one, I'll buy five. I'll buy them in all the colors they have available! I just love it. Until I find an identical one, I'll be wearing, washing, and continuing to wear that old, size 12, tank top.
nice confession
ReplyDeletecool how you explained your obsession with that tank top
That was really descriptive! I liked how you said that you figured you stretched it out, and that shows how much you treasure this one tank-top. Great description and nice job about repeating how it is old. Great job!
ReplyDeleteAre you talking about the tank top that I thought was mine and you went crazy, so I decided to give it to you seeing that you really can't live without it? I'm pretty sure you're talking about that one! :)
ReplyDeleteNice confession!
This is a very good confession, albeit a slightly unhygienic one. U should let it wash, otherwise the vulture is gonna come and take it.
ReplyDeleteNice confession though.
I never said I didn't wash it! Way to flaut your extensive vocabulary Giovanni... You can go comment on other people's post with even bigger and more confusing words!
ReplyDeleteNice confession, I have the same thing but with a t-shirt.
ReplyDeleteBe careful, the vulture might crash through the wall and steal it! :P
Wow, I never new you were so obsessed with that tank-top!!!!!!!! Great confession!
ReplyDeleteI am the same way. My husband asks why I buy the same shirt in four different colors. Like Gio, he doesn't understand.
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