“Addictive clothes– everyone has some. That pair of absolute favorite jeans, the faded flannel shirt a thousand years old that has gotten more and more comfortable as it ages. Or the wool skirt you bought in university and since then it has become one of your best friends. You’d *marry* that skirt if such unions were legal. They are the clothes that, once we put them on, we never want to take off again. They are our skin’s second skin. If it’s a holiday or a weekend and I don’t have to show my face to anyone, I’ll wear my addictive sweater every day of the week. Those ratty Jack Purcell Converse sneakers that are the perfect summer shoes-not too hot or cold. You could walk around the world in those sneaks so why take them off when they treat your feet so well? Like any addiction, it’s difficult to go cold turkey on these clothes. It’s Monday morning again and sadly you have to put on something else– a tie and jacket, or a power dress and stockings because the formal world is waiting and your weekend cocoon time is over. The jeans (sweater, shirt, shoes…) sit disconsolately across the room, sulking. You want to go over, pat them like a grumpy child and say don’t worry– I’ll be back later and the first thing I’ll do is put you on. If it were up to me I’d wear you for the rest of my life.”

- JONATHAN CARROLL
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