Last Spring I purchased the American Apparel top with anticipation, and the sole intent of wearing it immediately. Recently, as I was looking through my tornado of a closet, I realized that it is now November and the bright pink polka dot crop still lay halfway folded in my drawer. However disappointing, the thought was brief because my lil pup scratched at my leg, which is her way of yelling that she needs to go outside. So I walk out of my closet, put on her leash, and head out the door.
Stepping into the sun I felt as if I went back to the month of purchase, because the weather did not feel like Autumn. The warm air felt like the transition of Spring to Summer. Not too hot or too cold; 73 degrees of blissful beauty. As my pup squatted to do her thing, I began to think about what to wear and within seconds I encountered that “aha!” moment that Oprah often speaks of. I will wear the sleeveless top before it is thrown under a slew of sweaters only to be forgotten until next year.