The Wardrobe Transition

It happens every year, although it's more subtle in California, in the warmer states. Maybe it starts with relocating the cute little summer sundresses to the back of the closet, bringing the long-sleeved wrap dresses to the front. Away go the billowy white skirts, out comes the corduroy and denim. Farewell to the 24-7 of flip-flops; hello my closed-toe, black, patent leather friends.

Good bye tan.
Good bye shaving (regulary).
Good bye "sun-kissed" dewy look.
Good bye flip flops and mini skirts.
Good bye capris.
Good bye pink shimmery toe nail polish.

Hello..........jeans. Please fit. Please fit as well as I remember you fit when last we met many months ago out on the town one fog-drenched night. Please make me feel like these summer months of running and biking and swimming have paid off. Please show me that I've lost weight in my umpteenth year of vowing to lose weight. Please slide fluidly over my legs without that tug at the hips, that momentary fear that I'm fatter than when I started the summer. Please jeans. Help me help you by looking sensational when I pull you on for the first time in 5 months. Help me help you so that people will say, "Damn, jeans, you look good!" Please jeans....please fit. Let's start off the fall wardrobe transition feeling good about each other.

Comments

Rick Gaston said…
Wait! Wait! It's only September, don't we have good weather till the end of October?! If the jeans are not in a collaborative mood you might have to fire them. There's no "i" in team, no dissension in the ranks.
Jessica said…
Noooo...say it isn't so! The flip flops must stay! I can't go closed-toed all the time!!! And you can't make me! The weather can't make me. I am my own person! :-)

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