Minimalist Challenge, Day 13

Selected for purging today are twelve tops and one skirt, none of which have have been worn in more than a year. Some of these have been worn so rarely that they appear brand new.

Which begs the question, what was I thinking when I bought them in the first place? The two white T-shirts are a bit too tight across my chest. The striped top made me look like I was auditioning for a Where’s Waldo film, while the peach, apricot, and green tops gave my skin the respective hues of peach, apricot, and green. Not a good look.

And what’s with all the horizontal stripes? Maybe I was a zebra, or a referee in a past life. I’m betting on the zebra option. All of the above soon will be appearing at a Goodwill in Tallahassee.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

11 thoughts on “Minimalist Challenge, Day 13”

  1. Even before I read you remark about it, I was thinking…what’s with Painted Toes and The Horizontal Stripe Chain Gang Collection. You got that Floridian Bohemian Vibe collection in the works yet?

    Regards,
    I.M. Vogue
    from the present …for now

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