I know I’ve said this many times before, but particularly from a wardrobe standpoint I am so sick of winter. While most clothing enthusiasts delight at the onset of Fall, the biggest of the fashion seasons, and the part of the year where a greater sheer number of articles of apparel becomes downright necessary, it DOES get old. And because wintry necessities like coats, sweaters, quality hosiery, pants, and boots are genrally more expensive than a sexy little scrap of a summer outfit, it’s much harder to have a varietous winter wardrobe. Which means I am BORED. I am so anxious for Spring that I actually went and got a PEDICURE yesterday. And not some sober dark crimson, either. I got watermelon. And needless to say, it’s difficult to drum up enthusiasm for shopping for anything that comes with sleeves, a fact that isn’t particularly helped by the relatively ho-hum fall ‘07 collections.

Anyhow.

Keeping that in mind, what I’m about to tell you is somewhat embarrassing, and it takes a bit of effort to admit it, but… I started wearing my boyfriends’ sweaters. Wait, no, that’s not the embarrassing part. I just really like cashmere, which is what I like to think of as an “investment textile,” and it’s not often I splurge on them (most of the splurging occurs in the shoe department—thanks, Halo!) Therefore I am chronically short on sweaters, especially sweaters of significant substance. My boyfriend, who is similarly drawn to cashmere and merino almost exclusively, always manages to find cute sweaters at thrift stores. He even found a Costume International one that is so warm you don’t even need a jacket.

OK, but the embarrassing part is that like two days ago, he totally called me out. He said, “I think you should stop wearing my sweaters. They’re so big on you they make you look like Cathy.”

As in the cartoon. The really, really pathetic cartoon character CATHY.

Then, against all common sense, he continued, “I dislike them on you so much that I no longer feel like wearing them myself.”

Putting aside the fact that for some women, such and outburst would render a relationship null and void, when it comes to comparisons with Cathy, you don’t have to tell me twice. Which means I need sweaters badly. Therefore you will most certainly find me tomorrow at Apotheke (1314 NW Glisan) for the winter blowout sale of 11 stores in and out of town: Parts + Labour, So Much Fun, Shoefly, Nolita, Physical Element, Bubble Boutique, Sameunderneath, Pin Me Apparel, Phlox, Moxie, and Garnish Apparel.

I will be purchasing sweaters. Lots and lots of sweaters. Tight ones. The sale goes from 11 am-6 pm. See you there.

[Confidential to my boyfriend: You’re lucky your jeans don’t fit me anymore after all the weight you’ve gained since we started dating. Love, Marjorie]