Rite of Passage
I used to notice spots on my mom’s and aunt’s clothes. I couldn’t figure out why they couldn’t be more careful. Who wants spots on their clothes? Years later, I’m that person. I like to wear white t-shirts because they’re pale and not hot. And comfortable. Though drinking coffee in the morning with a white t-shirt is impossible. I keep kitchen towels around my neck and spill the coffee on my shirt anyway. What’s that about? When we go out to dinner with friends, I always take the big napkins with the nice material and put them under my chin like you would with a child. Somehow my clothes get spotted anyway. My friend told me to get to get the white Clorox sticks. They just don’t work. So now I often just wear black. But how boring is black? Imagine me with black on all the time. Black pants are fine, but the top has to been loud and cheerful if not white. Today when I buy clothes, I get them really loud. If I spot on it well it fits in. I decided years ago when my gra