My fuzzy blue and green warm cotton pajamas. No question. That
counts as clothing, right? I'm really attached to those things--I think I'd
where them in public if I could. (And here, I probably could.) They are an
item of great comfort. One result of that is that I spent one really baaad
night in November vomiting
every hour in them, but out of love I choose to ignore that ugly incident and
only remember the good times.
my answer is
Ughh! I don't want to pick. Why didn't I think of that when I came up
with this question?
I refuse to pick between my Tony Esposito Hockey sweater, my Steve
Lake Baseball uniform, or my black fedora. So I won't. All 3 are my
favorites, though I guess there's a slight nod to the hockey jersey
cause its the one thing I own that looks good with my fedora.
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