Once upon a time, not that long ago, two sisters lived with their parents. The sisters were best friends and watched MTV (and sometimes even CMT!) all day long. The only sadness in their lives was that they did not have a place of their own with a marvelous walk-in closet, away from their well-intentioned-but-somewhat-smothering mother. One sister was plump, while the other was slim, but still they dreamed of the day when they could share all the treasures they had scoured from sales racks in malls across the land.
And so, even though they ended up ruling over two different coasts, the two sisters remained best friends and texted each other often. Their dream of sharing apparel came true, for one sister slimmed down while the other plumped up. And they each got dressed happily ever after.
This is the story of how I get to raid my sister's closet from time to time.
Jacket, scarf, skirt, my sister's. Tights, Hue. Flats, Geox. Purse, street vendor.