Sex and the City Crew
So, I’m heading home this weekend: destination Oakfield, a small you’ll-miss-it-if-you-blink down by Fond du Lac, WI for a 30th birthday party. This occasion would usually call for a new top, but that is out of the question, so I’m gonna try and get creative with what I have. (This means I will be sporting a flannel shirt most likely.)
After getting wind of my New Year’s resolution and RSVPing for the birthday party too, my sister did one thing: She asked me to lunch that afternoon and to go shopping with her for a new outfit for the big event on Saturday. Mike, do you think you could hold off and turn 30 next year?
My two favorite people to shop with are Stefanie, my best friend and Mike’s wife (because she always buys more than me) and Jenny (because I always buy more than her). They balance me out like the Sex and the City girls. You can’t have Carrie without Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda. Carrie would have no one to write about just like me.
I was hesitant, but Jenny persisted by texting: “If u don’t go into one u wont have anything to write about. Get boring real quick. Need a challenge to pass up clearance bins.”
Aww . . . I love clearance. It lets you buy even more items. I hated to admit it, but Jenny was right in so many ways. I couldn’t avoid my addiction; I had to face it. Face it I will at the small yet tempting Forest Mall. I hope they don’t have any “waterloo blu Heather” wide leg trousers, or cute travel bags, or red heels I could walk in, or a flannel shirt that comes in a color I don’t already own, or . . .
the Clothing Fast Project 