Monday 30 April 2007

Pic of the day: Vacant stare, receding hairline and new jersey.

New clothes

More exactly 1 new cloth, a jersey pullover thing. (English is my third language and I've never been outside Norway, so I am a bit uncertain on how clothes are named or even which ones exist in foreign lands. Whenever I correspond in English, it tends to be about computers, magic, outer space or ultimate spiritual realities. Jerseys don't fall into either of these categories.)

I know I have bemoaned my excessive buying of clothes in the past, repented and resolved not to do it again. And for the most part, I haven't done it again. In this case, however, I took my second to last sping/fall jersey to work, only to learn that it had a big hole exposing one of the elbows. OK, there may be others, but if so they are well hidden, few and far between. There are still a number of wool winter pullovers that I have not managed to destroy through attempts at washing them (I think I'm getting better at it now, but there were some losses during the first trials). For this season, however, my many wardrobe doors opened onto nothingness. (That is to say, lots and lots of other clothes that were not what I was looking for.)

Yes, it was expensive. Marlboro classics, as usual. I don't shop for brands, that's something I avoid looking at until I buy them. The same goes for the price tag. I buy what I want to wear, at a shop that sells high-quality clothes, and I tend to end up with this type. But I've been there so rarely now that I think they may be starting to forget me. That would be nice. I spent way too much time and money there during my vain attempt to disguise myself as an ordinary human. I guess it worked, though.

Eventually I will have to buy new clothes more frequently, if I live long enough. But we're talking about a decade or two here. When I moved, I had nearly half a dozen shirts that were never unpacked. There were also a couple shirts that had not been used since last time I moved, almost 20 years earlier. Trousers are fewer in number, and distributed along a range of sizes during my many years of gradual fattening and two bouts of weight loss. There are not so many of each size, especially if I want to wear heavy ones in the winter and light ones in the summer. So that's possibly the next. But I'm not sure it will be this year. Let's hope not.