Saturday, August 20, 2011


Boys are like clothes. When you get them, you are oh so thrilled to have them; you feel like you have accomplished something because you are now in style. As time goes on, you realize the holes and missed stitches and you come to a conclusion that it wasn't a good buy after all. They end up getting recycled and reused by someone else and you recognize that you're better off without them. You discern that there are so many more and better in other stores. And before you know it, you've fallen in love with that one perfect dress you've been looking for, just spontaneously walking down 5th Avenue one day. It'll happen...