I know you have one. Well, obviously I know all of you have many shirts (hopefully….?), but I’m talking about THE SHIRT. The one you bring out when you’ve had a bad day and need to feel hot, when you need a little boost of self-confidence because GOD DAMN do you look good in it, the one you put on and when people compliment you on how good you look you smile to yourself and say “Oh this old thing? I’ve had it forever”. You know. THE SHIRT.

I have a couple of these in my shirt inventory. My favorite being a tight black sleeveless number with a low v-cut in both the front and the back. I can dress it up, dress it down, but no matter how I wear it, I always feel good in it.

Last night I went out for a few drinks with Desiree. And by “few” I mean “one” because we were at an outdoor bar, it got cold, and the clientele was less than satisfactory. I was not wearing THE SHIRT, and I was not “on the prowl” or anything, but it was kind of depressing looking around because there were some people who obviously were (wearing THE SHIRT and on the prowl).

This is not my scene. “This” being doing the “get all dolled up to meet people at a local bar” thing. I have never dated a guy that I met in a bar, ever. And the last couple of times I even gave that avenue a try, the only people who talked to me were men well into their 40s with beer guts or lesbians. FACT.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I never go out, I don’t have fun at bars, or I never talk to people. In fact, I go out all the time. I just don’t like going out with “that in mind”. Though this past March, my friend Skip and I were in Austin, TX for SXSW and just for the fun of it we went out with that goal. To see if we had it in us. And let me tell you, we KILLED at bars. I don’t know if it was the way we played off each other, the fact that we were on vacation and would never see these people again, or what, but we were attracting people like moths to a flame.

Skip is newly single. In all the time we’ve been friends, we’ve never been single at the same time. We happened to be reminiscing about Austin and decided that one of these weekends it might be fun to give it a try in Boston.

With that in mind and with all the fall clothes out in store windows, I thought mabye I could look for a few new things to add to my wardrobe. If I was so inclined, maybe even find a new SHIRT and try it out sometime. Except, I work above a mall now, and as horrifying as this may seem, the idea of shopping is not what it once was. In fact, it just seems either tedious or overwhelming. I bought a few new pieces when I got my new job, and honestly for now, that’s all I can be bothered to buy. No really. I tried yesterday during lunch and was totally uninspired.

So instead, I had a lovely chat with a man at my local camera shop and ended up buying a new lens for my camera.

Much like I can’t go to bars for that reason, I just can’t buy outfits with THAT in mind. Though I can buy an outfit for any other occasion including but not limited to “dinner at a Mexican Restuarant”, “babysitting for my niece”, “playing pool at friend’s house”, “meeting with the sales team”, “dinner plans with girlfriends”. The whole “I’m going to a bar where I will undoubtedly meet bro-dudes in white shirts with matching Kangol hats” outfit shopping just seems to forced or something. Or I am just a weird breed of girl. Besides the geek in me thinks my new lens is way hotter.

But just for the hell of it, maybe Skip and I will hit the town this weekend. Shake things up. Try something new. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll even put on THE SHIRT.

If nothing else, it should make for some good entries.

But now for some good comment discussion: describe your best SHIRT or just make fun of someone else’s “going out to hit it” outfits (a la white shirt bro-dude in matching Kangol hat. Yes, I’m a bitch. If you are a reader who owns that outfit I apologize in advance for offending you, but I do not apologize making fun of it.) GO!