I have 3 drawers of socks and stockings, half of which don't match anything or are unwearably ruined. They are going to go, even if I'm stuck wearing sandals for the rest of the summer!

Edit: I'm done, and it went quick... I just can't believe that I found socks that I didn't know existed. Um, yeah I can.

When I was working in Cincy at a business dress job, my socks were the only thing I could get away with. When I moved up here and my soul was getting sucked out, I'd buy socks when I went to Meijer for groceries to keep myself just a little sane. I have stockings that I can tell you, "I wore those to such and such rave" or "I got those on my 21st birthday." I have stockings that were owned by friends, fishnets that my great grandma crocheted, and all marks of sundry hosiery. And though I don't wear them much, I still had to keep a pair of off black woolworth's stockings because they were the best in the world!

I have to wonder, however, why I had 3 pairs of red fishnets. How many times does it take for me to realize those are one of the least complimentary clothing items someone can own?

I did get rid of my Veronica tights.