My mom says I should employ the mix 'n match technique where at least a dozen different outfits can be created using only two pieces of material, five safety pins, and an upholstery stapler.
Well, ever since I and a note to my mother were stapled together by my first grade teacher, I've avoided that contraption as much as is humanly possible. And my current wardrobe isn't exactly London city streets appropriate either. And my process of elimination is somehow adding more clothes to my "must-have" pile.
So something like this is looking more and more appealing:
Lauren and I passed this store while joyriding in Iowa one night this summer. We thought it was so funny.
Now I'm wishing I'd had the sense to stock up while I had the chance.
After all, mixed polyester is at least one step up from sweats, right?