In terms of memory, my claim to fame is that I could tell you how much I spent for nearly all articles of clothing in my closet. It's impressive. Or it's a syndrome. One of the two.
Considering that I take a few minutes upon waking to process what day of the week it is and that I rarely go an entire day calling my kids by the right names, it's also a stark contrast from my typical mental acuity.
But that sweater in my closet? I know that I bought it on clearance for seven dollars. And those jeans? I snagged them for one dollar per pair at the resale shop. Everything has a story. Everything had been on sale.
What can I say? I like clothes. I like deals. I love merging those interests together. I aim to buy items that are versatile and will last. Typically, I play it relatively safe -- incorporating color with my shirts, but keeping the bottoms neutral.
Until last week. This is because LOFT, my favorite clothing store, emailed me about a huge clearance event. There's something about this store that undoes me. Perhaps it's the lighting. Perhaps they pump endorphins through the air circulation system. It results in me doing things like standing in front of a three-way-mirror, turning every angle, and thinking to myself, "Orange pants obviously are a fabulous idea."
And then because they were an additional 50% off the already-reduced clearance prices, my next thought was, "Ditto for the turquoise."
This post has no connection with LOFT. I intend Pink Dryer Lint to remain advertisement-free. However, if you're a LOFT executive who happens to be reading this blog -- and you happen to be itching to give someone a free shopping spree -- I'd be more than happy to be the recipient. You know, just this once.