Grown Up Dress Code
Published on May 14, 2012 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about my sense of fashion ... or lack thereof.

Here's an excerpt:

"The other day it was raining pretty heavily, which prompted me to do what I usually do when it rains: wistfully think of my old umbrella.

I can’t remember what happened to that umbrella, but I know where it came from: My good friend Matt gave it to me because I was wandering around without an umbrella. “Here, take this,” he said.

Even then it had seen better days: The metal tips were poking through the fabric, which was faded and frayed, and I worried about accidentally stabbing someone.

I seldom remembered to take the umbrella with me when I left my apartment, but I found it moderately useful on those rare occasions when I did. It was nice to go for a walk and not be dripping wet by the end of it. Still, I never came to regard the umbrella as essential, and when it disappeared I didn’t replace it. It rarely rains all that hard, anyway. The other night, I went for a walk in the rain and managed to protect myself just fine by wearing a hooded sweatshirt."

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