If we could be choosy about winning a shopping spree, Title Nine would be the merchant of desire. All of the clothes are super comfortable and low maintenance, the dresses especially. They’re the kind you can roll up and shove in a backpack then expect them to be ready for dinner after a week of hiking. One of them is appropriately named The Mischief Dress. Maybe they’ll enter the clothing recycling business, otherwise I need to find out where the purchasers are dumping their goods. Mostly I’m content with wearing clothes until they shred or giving them away. For example, just before heading off to school I stole a pair of my dad’s jeans. They were too snug anyway and probably from the late 70’s or early 80’s. Vintage. When the knees finally gave out, I made a smiley face patch to repair the left or right, I don’t remember which. The other was more traditional but maybe those jeans made a couple people giggle once or twice. Hopefully. Lately, I’ve been having some older clothes tailored to fit this more recent form. Recent as in over a year. Must be the love diet.
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