365 Things
Le Smoking
What: A gigantic smoking jacket. See confession.
Origin: Thrift-store madness.
Usage: I sincerely hope not.
How long kept: Since the early/mid-80s.
Why kept: Other than the fact that I clearly have "issues", mostly Out of Sight, Out of Mind. And, Storage Boxes Are Evil.
Destination: Since I don't know LeBron James or other man large enough to wear it, Housing Works.
Confession: This goes way beyond any sort of reasonable "Big Jacket" style of the 80s. I measured it, it's 36 inches long. I don't stand far north of 60 inches, so I sincerely apologize to anyone who ever even saw me try this on. Hopefully I never sported it.
Confession, part deux: It smells musty, yet retains a dry cleaning tag. So I imagine that it may still harbor smoke from, well, not exactly Cromwell's time. Eew.
Confession, continued: While I did find the dress for "S" (or if she doesn't love it, someone else), and pulled out a couple more items to blog...there is still a storage box containing vintage clothing I'm not ready to release. But that I'm highly unlikely to ever wear again.
Aargh.
Le Smoking
What: A gigantic smoking jacket. See confession.
Origin: Thrift-store madness.
Usage: I sincerely hope not.
How long kept: Since the early/mid-80s.
Why kept: Other than the fact that I clearly have "issues", mostly Out of Sight, Out of Mind. And, Storage Boxes Are Evil.
Destination: Since I don't know LeBron James or other man large enough to wear it, Housing Works.
Confession: This goes way beyond any sort of reasonable "Big Jacket" style of the 80s. I measured it, it's 36 inches long. I don't stand far north of 60 inches, so I sincerely apologize to anyone who ever even saw me try this on. Hopefully I never sported it.
Confession, part deux: It smells musty, yet retains a dry cleaning tag. So I imagine that it may still harbor smoke from, well, not exactly Cromwell's time. Eew.
Confession, continued: While I did find the dress for "S" (or if she doesn't love it, someone else), and pulled out a couple more items to blog...there is still a storage box containing vintage clothing I'm not ready to release. But that I'm highly unlikely to ever wear again.
Aargh.