A few hours back, I found myself in a dressing room at the mall. (How did THAT happen?!)
I’ve been seeing people wearing short-sleeved long sweaters in the winter and I love the look, but always questioned my ability to pull it off. (Figuratively. I have no problem pulling off my sweaters. (Pause for effect.)) ((By the way, do you sense a theme in my writing lately? Perhaps one of low confidence? Maybe as if I tend to question every single thing I do or say these days? Here is a blanket Thank You and an I’m So Sorry to my friends and family for dealing with my madness.))
I went to Macy’s (because they know how to put on a parade), followed the tiles to my favorite line (Style & Co.), and ran into a rack of short-sleeved long sweaters. (Clarification: I think I sound weird when I say things like “my favorite line.” Please know that I live in bad jeans, big underpants, and my Jackson Hole hoodie. (It’s green and has a new weird stain that’s really been breaking my heart lately. I need a new Jackson Hole hoodie.))
I took two of the short-sleeved long sweaters into the dressing room (the exact dressing room I mentioned in the first line of this entry), tried them on, and took photos to send to The Internet (the world is a fun place, isn’t it?) to see which one I should get.There was this one:
And then there was this one:
I think I was pointing to the pocket because it looks like an owl, and I tend to point at owls.
THE INTERNET SPOKE and I ended up purchasing both sweaters.
I believe I’ll wear them with jeans, but I can also smell some legging possibilities.
(The Internet also helped us choose a middle name for Harper.)
((I may rely on The Internet more than I should.))