When I was 15 years old, back in Italy, I owned a beautiful red and white plaid flannel shirt. Oh, how I loved that shirt! It fit just right, and the colors looked great on me. I used to get compliments all the time, and I always wore it with pride.
Now, there was this frenemy of mine, this girl that always wanted to know where I bought this and where I bought that so that she could go and get those things for herself, that kept asking me where I got my gorgeous plaid shirt.
One thing I like to be is original, and with the exception of my little baby girl, I never liked to wear matching clothes with anyone else. So I couldn't tell her where I got the shirt.
Unfortunately, she scoured every store in town until she found it. And the day came when we both wore the shirt at the same time: she was happy that we matched; I never wore the shirt again.
It's been 20 years or so now and I occasionally think about that shirt, so this year, since a lot of my favorite stores are carrying plaid shirts, I know I'll end up buying one.
The funniest thing is, I've re-met my frenemy on Facebook, and while looking through her pictures I almost fell off my chair! There is one picture where she is wearing what looks like our old beloved red plaid shirt! I can't believe she still has it and wears it! That was a great shirt...