I was at work today, bored as ever. I don’t know what triggered me to start thinking about it, but I was thinking about clothes that I use to have (in my life time). I don’t remember every piece of clothing that I ever had, but I do remember a select few items.
When I was about 8 years old, I had a green velvet dress. It had some white embroidery on the neck line. I was obsessed with it. I wore that dress as often as I could.
When I was in middle school, I had a pair of blue gym pants. They had white stripes down the side of the leg and they buttoned on the entire leg. I wore them all the time. So much, that my mom threatened to throw them away.
In high school, I had this white and black horizontal striped shirt. It was a skin tight sort of shirt, but it was one of my favorites.
After high school, I had bought a lot of clothes from Dooney & Bourke. Specifically I bought my first “little black dress”. It was 3/4 sleeves and pretty much skin tight. I loved that dress. I felt confident in that dress.
Flash forward today.
I cannot, for the life of me, remember what happened to any of those items! Does that ever happen to you? You have clothes and then they randomly disappear forever?
I’m guessing the ones from my childhood disappeared because my mom threw them away. As for the others, I truly don’t know where they went. How does that happen? Are there little borrowers inside the walls that take our things (have you seen that movie?)? Do they spontaneously combust? Did the washer or dryer eat the clothes? Do they go to the land of the forgotten? Do they go to Gort’s junkyard where all lost items end up [quick what’s the movie reference here?]? Where do these clothes end up?