Yesterday I took the morning off work and went to NYC for a stockholders’ meeting. Next week I have a meeting in Chicago. How is it possible that I have a closet, 2 bureaus, and a trunk full of clothes but nothing to wear? The other night, I must have tried on 10 different and entirely inappropriate outfits for the stockholders’ meeting. I booked my flight to Chicago today. Instead of strategizing for the meeting, all I can do is wonder what I should pack. This is what happens when you buy all your clothes off the clearance and sale racks. Nothing goes together! Someone once left a comment (most likely snide) that quoted Postcards from the Edge. I soooooooooo relate to it. I have always felt dissatisfied with my clothes and have always secretly believed one day I would find the perfect outfit that would make my life perfect.