There’s a dress in my wardrobe that I’ve never worn.  It’s highly likely that I never will so why’s it still there?

A friend gave the dress to me a few years ago as they loved it, it no longer fitted them and they thought it would fit and suit me.  It didn’t fit me as we are completely different shapes and sizes, but no matter, I thanked them and put it away in the wardrobe.  Every so often the dress comes out to be aired and see if my body shape has miraculously changed so that it might now fit me.

Today was one of those days when the dress saw the light of day again.  When I see or think of it I smile because of the original owner.  I remember them wearing it, remember how beautiful they still are and how beautiful this dress is.

What memories do your clothes have for you?