I had an embarrassing moment over easter. I bought a few shirts at this store last week, thinking that they'd go really really well with a pair of white slacks that I had at home. On Easter morning, after jumping out of the shower, I go to put on my outfit and oooohhh nnoooo........my pants don't fit anymore. My husband cheers a little while I show him the gap between my waist and the outside of the pant line but quickly stops when he sees the disappointment in my face. He curiously asks "What is wrong with you?!"
My response, "CRAP. The whole reason I bought this shirt was for these pants. CRAP. Now I have to go buy new pants." He looks at me like I'm crazy.
Seriously, I did not account for buying new clothes. I almost considered throwing half my clothes into the dryer for 11 hours just so I don't have to throw or give them away. I hate having a lot of clothes --- I know that sounds weird --- but I can't stand looking at something I know I hardly ever wear but can't seem to give away.