Dear Clothes,
Beware. I am done with clothes that bunch, scratch and shimmie into places they have no business being in the first place. So all of you t-shirts that bite under the arms: Outta here. Things that are hand wash AND have to be ironed : See ya. Too thick sweaters that feel like they are attacking me when I am driving the car: hasta la vista.
Now, some of you have been around for a while. Like since I stopped growing around 6th grade. We've had some good times. But seriously, loyalty aside, I have no business wearing some of you anymore. (Maybe except for the suede vest...because you never know when you'll be invited to a rodeo last minute.)
So while you all are still in good shape - someone else might be able to benefit from having you. If things aren't comfortable and easy between us, off you go. Thanks for the support. Literally.
Sincerely,Kelli
