Sometimes I’ll come across some piece of clothing that I love, but is too small for me. More often than not, it’s something that someone has passed along to me, thinking I might get some use out of it. So I tuck it away in my closet, waiting for the day when I’ll be able to fit into it.
And then I promptly forget about it.
A few months pass, I’ll be digging through my closet, and I’ll come across said piece of clothing. I’ll excitedly pull it out, try it on.
Inevitably, it’s too big.
While this is an awesome thing to have happen, it’s also very, very frustrating.
This morning, I really wanted to wear that dress.
