My twin sister and I are completely opposite. I love the
day, she loves the night. I love the outdoors, she loves the indoors. She is
creative, I am free-spirited. She is authoritative, I am more go-with-the-flow.
She is stylish, I am not.
She has dressed me up for most of our major life events:
homecoming, prom, even her own wedding. For her wedding, she organized to have
my hair done, she bought my dress, she had it fitted, and put me into it. Some people PAY for style-support: for
someone to dress them. I get this support for free!
When moving back from Australia, I had given away many of my
clothes. Not a problem! I shop through Bri’s quality-name-brand closet for
free. Most of the clothes in my current closet were at one point my twin sister’s.
She is so creative! She quilted me my own purse and has made me a plethora of
jewelry
So the other night, I was having a crisis. I received a call
for an interview. While researching interview clothes, I realized I have
nothing appropriate. I am a 30s woman with a closet full of fun summer dresses,
beach outfits, and yoga clothes. This simply does not do for an interview.
I call Brianna in a panic.
I call Brianna in a panic.
“Bri. I need help.” I plead. “I need an outfit for an
interview.”
“Don’t you have a suit?” she asks me. She just wants
confirmation for what she has already guessed.
“NO! I have pants that are nice, but they are winter pants. And
I don’t own an ironing board.”
“I have clothes,” she informs me.
Of course she does. That’s why I called her. “I have the perfect yellow and black top. I know it doesn’t sound that great, but wait till you try it on.” It doesn’t sound great, but she’s my only hope!
Bri never needed a Barbie doll. She has always had me. I show up at her house and she proceeds to dress me up: pin striped pants, yellow and black shirt, black jacket, bracelet, pink belt. I would never have chosen this outfit, but Brianna has a knack for this! I look great!
Of course she does. That’s why I called her. “I have the perfect yellow and black top. I know it doesn’t sound that great, but wait till you try it on.” It doesn’t sound great, but she’s my only hope!
Bri never needed a Barbie doll. She has always had me. I show up at her house and she proceeds to dress me up: pin striped pants, yellow and black shirt, black jacket, bracelet, pink belt. I would never have chosen this outfit, but Brianna has a knack for this! I look great!
My interview, on the other hand, doesn’t go as well as my
outfit. My only consolation is that at least I look professional.
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