If my husband found a shirt he liked; he’d buy 12 exactly the same, and he used this same idea for the rest his wardrobe. If I like a piece of clothing I wear it until the threads can no longer hold the patches together.
People often walk to lose weight, but today by the end of my walk I had lost years off my life! A few blocks from home the ancient elastic decided it could no longer hold up the waist band of my skinny jeans. I grabbed my waist band, but already the potion of my pants, where the legs came together, was hovering just above my knees. I must have appeared to anyone driving by, on my busy street, to have been 50 years younger and made my living as part of a hip hop band!
The picture below is from, ‘Magic Suit’. It’s an adventure book for boys and action seeking girls; a beginning reader. When Paul puts on his suit he flies, shoots out rockets, and even saves his mother’s life.