I had this too cool jean jacket from high school. I "sewed" all sorts of patches on it- Leo, a security company with my name, Mickey Mouse, Mighty Mouse, Truckin'.
My jacket saw me party through the BEST of times!
I was thin through much of high school.
My dream was to fit into my high school jean jacket once again.
Well, one day I woke up and experienced a Kafkaesque Metamorphosis. The answer to all my prayers. The solution to all my woes! I discovered I was skinny!
So the thought finally dawned on me to try on my old jean jacket.
I tried it on and it actually fit! I was stunned. Oh was I!
The jacket fit all right but my arms hung out. My arms had grown! Way too long that there was no way I could wear the jacket. (The thought occurred to me later that maybe I could have cut the sleeves but if it was doable I probably would have.) Did I tell you that I loved that jacket?
Now I have heard that your nose grows when you get old but your arms! (Besides I am not all that old!) Makes no sense!
I tossed my jean jacket and I'd like to apologize to her for a moment of weakness. Forgive me already! Please...