#15. Buy an Outfit at a Thrift Store

Alright, I have a confession to make… I haven’t crossed off number fifteen. No, dear followers, I have merely started to cross it off. However, I would still consider today’s events to be worthy of blogging, so allow me to elaborate further. This afternoon my mother and I trekked out to our local Salvation Army to spend an afternoon sifting through racks of discarded clothing. As if by fate, I was immediately drawn to the tank tops, only to pick up this beauty almost instantaneously:

I snatched up the hanger without hesitation, just knowing I had to take it home, and then it hit me… I’m going to be a senior. Next, it hit me in a way that it never had before… I am a senior!! For once, I wasn’t dreading the prospect of facing my final year living the only way of life I’ve ever known. It was an epiphany that cleared away some of the anxiety that had been clouding my outlook on the approaching school year. Just as I was gushing to my mom, savoring this newfound perspective, I turned it around to read the back:

Yep, it’s definitely fate. Not only does it have my name on it (well, close enough anyway), but it has a direct connection to my dad; in high school, his football nickname was “Lil’ Train.” He even still has one of his old practice jerseys with the moniker emblazoned on the back with yellow iron-on letters. The coincidence is yet another example of how strangely the details of my life have been intertwined this summer.

In addition to this most sacred of all tank tops, I picked up two more simple white tanks and an adorable light pink sweater that reminds me of something Jackie O herself would have worn. Then again, she didn’t live in the world’s largest sauna they call Florida. Although I tried on at least half a dozen pairs of pants and skirts, nothing came even close to fitting, which leads me to render this list item incomplete. After all, it does specify an “outfit,” so until I can find some bottoms and accessories to match, consider it a work in progress. Until then…

Love & Summer,

Sarah