I thought I’d explain The Scarf.
I wear it a lot.
I’ve been wearing it a lot since 1997.
I bought it that week when it was cool to wear a scarf around your neck (you know the week, right????). I had just started my first job that didn’t involve serving Goldschlager to people who would soon be barfing it in the parking lot, and I’d finally fallen deeply in love with God. I had an identity crisis and wasn’t sure how I was supposed to dress now that I BELIEVED and now that I had a REAL JOB. I had a short-lived attack of wardrobe conservatism.
Thankfully the scarf migrated to my head (within a matter of days) and I was able to find myself again (Keep in mind this was the 90′s!).And now my entire life will melt into a pathetic pool of screamy tears if I ever lose The Scarf. Actually, when I can’t find it in the morning…. screamy tears.
I dug through some of my pictures looking for shots of The Scarf and I had a hard time finding any that didn’t involve said Scarf.
And, well, there you have it. There were plenty of me laying on the couch in pink sweats and black socks with The Scarf on. Those will never see the light of day. You’ve already seen enough of the freak show here. Stop asking!