The latest female affliction, as we make our way into the working world, is a fear I have heard mentioned only in whispers (as if saying it aloud would make it true). This little known source of terror to girls far and wide is known as "repeating," which indicates the need to repeat an outfit previously worn at work ever. Repeating can occur for various reasons (though none are forgivable), the most common excuse being the desperate need to do laundry. Some of us have referred to our fear of "repeating" with sarcasm, but as always with sarcasm, there is an underlying truth.
Today, Ladies and Gentlemen, for the fifth time in 4 weeks, I repeated. This is partially because of the unfortunate 'Suitcase Odor' that has pervaded the contents of my all too small closet. Because my bag was lost for a day when I flew to Boston, my clothes were irreversibly infested with a musty smell that just won't go away. I immediately proceeded to purchase a factory sized squeegee bottle of Febreze "A Breath of Fresh Air" fabric refreshener, and load my clothes with multiple quick squirts. The result: most of my clothes smell like an old Glade plug-in which then got left in a suitcase for a day too long. Gag me.
The immediate solution, of course, is to purchase new clothes, which I have attempted, but it is not easy in a city when the only affordable option is H&M. On the grand scale of young adult clothing, Hennes & Mauritz is located somewhere between Forever 21 and Banana Republic; the problem with this, then, is that in their struggle to be both affordable and trendy, they end up being neither. In my most recent foray into H&M (yesterday), I found too many bland fabrics that occasionally had their shining moment on the hanger, but once removed and pulled down over my head, dissolved into lumpy banality. Is it so difficult to create interesting clothes that can be classified as, well, 'interesting'?
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