Wednesday, August 8, 2012

LAST DAY – The “What Was I Thinking??” Contest For A Copy of My New Book!

My new book The Sartorialist: Closer is almost ready to ship, so I wanted to give a few of my readers a chance to get it first!




What is the item of clothing that you dreamed about the most but never actually ended up wearing??


For me it was this made-to-measure Ralph Lauren wool/cashmere, light grey, very stylized sportscoat.  I really dreamed of wearing it with grey flannels or dark denim and brown suede shoes;)) I must have been having a very Fred Astaire moment when I ordered it because I don’t know where I thought I would wear it.  I would feel too self conscious wearing this jacket, it would look great on others but not me.  This jacket has been sitting in my closet for about 4 years and every August I start thinking about the fall and say, “This is the year I make it work!”


Well, this August I say “This is the year I finally throw this jacket out.”


So… share with us!


In the comments section of this post leave your story of the item you dreamed of the most but never actually ended up wearing. The contest will run from now until 12 p.m. Eastern time (in New York) next Wednesday, August 8. We will pick one winner (or maybe three) and send you a signed copy of my next book.


Make sure the email address you leave when signing in is the address thats easiest to reach you.



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  1. Nicole

    August 1, 2012 at 4:05 pm

    By ‘throw out’ I hope you mean donate (even better if it was to somewhere with a good cause like Housing Works).

    I bought a slinky silk merlot colored dress cut down to a deep v in the front and the back, flowy pleats and all that stuff. I had been dreaming of owning a sexy dress to wear out, on a date, etc etc. (facepalm)

    I wore it once because I feel too flashy, too exposed. I don’t know what I was thinking.

    • Ines

      August 6, 2012 at 1:38 pm

      When I was 17 and Manolo’s were at their height all I dreamed of was owning a pair that would be the beginning of my high heel collection. I finally saved enough to buy a pair (on sale) of what I then thought were timeless, beautiful shoes. I have not worn them once… I learnt my lesson though.

  2. haidee

    August 1, 2012 at 4:05 pm



  3. Petya K. Grady

    August 1, 2012 at 4:08 pm

    I dreamed of owning Marc Jacobs shoes for years before I could actually afford a pair. I finally bought what I considered an awesome pair of wedge sneakers that I can never wear because when I do, EVERYONE laughs at me. Literally: they point at my feet and LAUGH at me.

    I live in a smallish city in the South so I should have seen it coming… but, yeah, WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

    • Name*

      August 1, 2012 at 7:06 pm

      Maybe you could take a vacation somewhere and wear them. They sound pretty cool.

    • SusannaVesna

      August 2, 2012 at 3:45 am

      Oh ignore them! :) Not every one understands fashion and fashion cravings! Walk like a model! ;)

      • K

        August 2, 2012 at 10:28 am

        I am so coveting a pair of wedge high top sneakers right now! Like a pair of Ash ones that all of the models are wearing in NYC..
        Fairly certain that everyone would laugh at me too! Even in Washington, DC…

        • rach

          August 3, 2012 at 9:23 am

          K, those Ash sneakers are Isabel Marant “bekket” knock-offs, if you care! :)

    • jackie

      August 2, 2012 at 10:38 am

      oh, I live in the south too – - and I think you should wear them & be proud!! Take a look around. I’m stared at every day for not being dressed in a walmart tank top & jean shorts. Whatever. These mouth-breathers will stare at anything…

      • Kelly

        August 6, 2012 at 9:58 pm

        Amen! they do this up north, too!

    • Petya K. Grady

      August 3, 2012 at 3:46 pm

      Oh, wow! You guys! I just saw your notes here. You are hilarious! Who care if people are laughing, fashion doesn’t have to be that serious, right? xoxo, P.

    • chaz

      August 5, 2012 at 1:05 pm

      Aww! I agree, go on a vay-cay or better yet, screw them if u feel fab in them! :)

  4. Max

    August 1, 2012 at 4:09 pm

    For me, it’s this leather jacket I got from my father. It’s a jacket he got at a Who concert, and it has zip-off sleeves. Whenever I look at it, I say to myself, “Should I wear this without sleeves… or with sleeves… and do I want people to think I’m old enough to have been at a Who concert in the 80s?” I never wear that thing, and I might as well give it away.

    • Suzanne

      August 2, 2012 at 11:01 am

      WOW i would love to have that jacket should you wish to dispose of it!

    • Paula

      August 2, 2012 at 1:15 pm

      What Suzanne said!

    • Christina

      August 6, 2012 at 11:25 pm

      Awesome. I would LOVE to have that jacket!

  5. Holly Hamilton

    August 1, 2012 at 4:13 pm

    What are you thinking? That jacket is gorgeous!
    Wear it at least a couple times before discarding!

    • LilyAnne

      August 6, 2012 at 11:57 am

      I totally agree. The jacket is beautiful – if it still fits, please wear it once or twice at least.

  6. LisaD

    August 1, 2012 at 4:13 pm

    Mine would have to be a CRASS (early British punk band) T-shirt. I liked the band, but couldn’t pull off the shirt. Plus, it was waaay too long, so I tried to DIY alter it, and kept cutting and cutting until all that was left was a belly-baring, sleeveless catastrophe.

    • Jaygo

      August 2, 2012 at 5:49 pm

      Sounds punk to me. Stick a safety pin through your ear and go girl!

  7. Tamara

    August 1, 2012 at 4:13 pm

    I scored a beautiful vintage fur stole and dreamed of wearing it with jeans and a fitted coat but in 4 years I’ve never managed to once leave the house with it for fear I’ll be hit with a bucket of red paint. I’ve thought about wearing a sign around my neck that reads: “Don’t panic – it’s vintage!” Any idea where I could score such a sign?

    • Miz. November

      August 1, 2012 at 9:40 pm

      Tamara, Me too!! My grandmother left me a mink stole that is awesome. I’m scared to death that someone will decide to pour something on me if I wear it, though. =(

      • M.

        August 2, 2012 at 11:07 am

        You two need to bring your fur stoles to Paris. My mother-in-law left me a gorgeous Russian sable stole with a Bergdorf Goodman label. I realized that I had to WEAR it, rather than let it wear me. It was very cosy and glam over my coat in the Canadian winter. And also once or twice over a suit to a fancy cocktail party. But after a while it languished in my closet. Then I went for a week to Paris over Christmas. I never took it off. I felt completely unselfconscious in Paris. They don’t think dressing up (in fur or otherwise) is weird.

        It’s awful that you are so intimidated by the paint gang. I would be v. challenging if anyone of them came near me. I am pro-choice on fur.

        • Stephanie

          August 4, 2012 at 9:47 am

          Also in Italy….I spend Christmas in Florence with my boyfriend’s family and I’m always surprised to see how many ladies there wear fur (particularly older ladies though, it must be said). It always reminds me of my grandmother’s Toronto of the 1960s and 1970s. Wearing fur was an important mark of elegance, and there were rituals associated with it. Every spring we used to take her lovely furs to a downtown department store for proper cleaning and storage, after a long winter of use. I adore vintage fur, but unfortunately I have no idea what happened to my grandmother’s! My mother’s were stolen in a house robbery in the early 1980s, if you can believe it.

    • Margaret

      August 3, 2012 at 12:14 am

      The same thing happened to me – I got a great vintage mink stole at a garage sale, but have never felt comfortable wearing it in public!

      • Martine

        August 3, 2012 at 1:27 pm

        Maybe wear it this winter. You know people have kind of gotten bored with the whole no fur thing. I think you are reasonably safe. At least I am planning to wear my moms old mink this year. Come on! They can’t carry their pain cans with them at all times, wouldn’t their arms get tired?

    • Sally

      August 4, 2012 at 2:19 am

      Oh my god! If you ever, ever, ever decide to discard of anything in the above comments, you can send them my way!
      I own a silverfox fur stole that I bought for nothing at a market, all because the man had no clue of the worth of his mothers garments! I am its third owner and I was told previous woman bought it from a vintage store in London. It is one of the most beautiful things I own!
      I live in Sydney in Australia and while not all that many wear fur over here, I wear it most days in winter and love it. I get so, so many compliments on it and it makes any outfit looks that much better! I always feel so glamourous in it. Definitely go for it if you have any fur. X

    • kat

      August 5, 2012 at 5:25 am

      you should wear a purse that says that.

      don’t walk around echo park, LA with the fur! The PETA office is there and they surely would dump some paint on you!

    • eilish bouchier

      August 10, 2012 at 6:18 am

      Wear it with confidence and when people ‘tut tut’ you, reply wiht this was dead before I was born. And ask if they use electricity. Fossil fuels. I have one and love it. I feel instantly dressed like having a wonderful winter coat. I often wear it with jeans. Enjoy it and then the animal died for a reason. Enjoy xe

  8. Robert

    August 1, 2012 at 4:14 pm

    Dear Sartorialist:
    What is the “item of clothing that you dreamed about the most but never actually ended up wearing??”?
    Well, for me it was a pair of Frye boots. Now, I know that there was a time when Frye boots were all the rage (in fact, for all I know they may STILL be). But several decades ago
    I went out and bought a pair of brand new Frye boots which, at the time, cost me a pretty penny. After having done so, I place them in my clothes closet and never wore them. I mean NEVER. As in “not once”. The reason? Well, I think about this from time to time when I go back to my Mom’s house and peer into that same closet (sure enough the Frye boots are right there and, despite being in a virginal state, I still have no desire to wear them). I think the reason–as silly as it sounds–is that I bought something that I didn’t really need but wanted to own, nonetheless. As a typical American consumer, I think I was more in love with the IDEA of Frye boots then actually wearing Frye boots. And that, in a nutshell, was why I never wore my Frye boots.

    • Andre

      August 5, 2012 at 9:37 am

      Hi, Robert,
      If you are up to sell your boots one day (hopefully they are US11 size i’m wearing) i’m the first to buy them. love vintage western boots, and have quite a collection, and I do wear all my pairs.
      feel free to contact me, when you make your mind up. Thanks~Andre

    • Kelly

      August 6, 2012 at 10:02 pm

      I live in my Frye Boots September thru May. They make anything, and I mean anything, look 100% cooler. Get those boots and put them on your feet NOW!

    • Martine

      August 8, 2012 at 8:44 pm

      Fry boots are the thing. I love them on men, and wear them myself any time weather allows, even with shorts. They are a complete classic. If they were to fit me, id buy them. But I suppose not everyone is cut out to wear such a thing.


    August 1, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    Great! Willing to have it ;)

  10. Archie Henderson

    August 1, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    I dreamed of this color blocked trapeze sweater from Neiman Marcus. It has a turtle neck and different brown toned squares. All summer and fall I dreamed of it until i finally took the plunge in November (it was $350). Low and behold i have yet to wear it. The tags are still dangling from the arm. I still think its beautiful but some unknown barrier stops me from ever wearing it. In hind sight i should have just bought a pair of shoes!

  11. Chris

    August 1, 2012 at 4:19 pm

    For me it’s a Schott Perfecto Cafe Racer. I wanted it, bought it, but still cannot bring myself to wear it without a motorcycle as accessory. — C.

  12. Liljana

    August 1, 2012 at 4:19 pm

    I feel in love with a beautiful green Michael Kors sexy dress. It just looked perfect and i had to had it. It was to open in the front for me and was revealing more of body shape that i wanted it but i purchased it. I has been hanging in my closet ever since. Is too sexy for me. I love it and i try at at least once per week. I put it on me and then walk all round my bedroom like i am on a catwalk, but i dont have courage to wear it outside. So i call me ” For my eyes only” dress. I decided to save it only for me…..

    • Martina

      August 2, 2012 at 11:32 am

      Me, too! I have a sexy green BCBG dress I’ve never worn.

  13. Adina

    August 1, 2012 at 4:20 pm

    My “What was I thinking?!” moment happened in 2007. I purchased these super glossy, deep purple patent leather pointed-toe pumps from Aldo. They were so trendy but super uncomfortable. They also were very different from any of my other beloved heels. Needless to say, it took until this past spring (five stinkin’ years!!!) to finally take them out of their box and part with them. There is a happy ending though–my best friend (who luckily wears the same size as I do) liked them and snagged them for herself.

  14. Rebekah

    August 1, 2012 at 4:20 pm

    I have 2! For NYE I bought a silver and gold skirt from Ann Taylor and imagined wearing it with a white oxford and killer stilettos but, alas, I hate my knees AND I’m 36 years old and have no business wearing a mini skirt. ; ) Also, I bought some rock-star turquoise pumps from Chinese Laundry but they are just not the kind of thing you wear to carpool to pick up the kids. Haven’t found an event (that doesn’t require walking any distance at all) that they would be appropriate attire.

    • Name*

      August 1, 2012 at 9:29 pm

      What’s wrong with wearing a mini skirt at 36?

      • nk

        August 5, 2012 at 4:40 pm

        Yes, tell me! I’m 34 and personally love a little dress or mini skirt with a ballet neck sweater & 3/4 sleeves. It’s equally classic and sassy. Say yes to the short hems, just balance it out with appropriate coverage up top.

        Don’t let age put you in a box!

        • Shelley

          August 6, 2012 at 12:13 pm

          I agree – I’m 50, and I love short skirts, but I wear them with tights, and balance them out with a top that has more coverage. Not wearing short skirts because you feel uncomfortable in them is one thing, but not wearing them because you think at 36, you’re too old, that is just a darn shame!

          • Martine

            August 8, 2012 at 8:50 pm

            Ladies, I want to add my agreement. I wouldn’t wear a skirt that ends right below my hooha, or anything( but then I wouldn’t have done so at any age) but a miniskirt that ends a modest four inches or so above the knee is a no brainer in the summer for me, my mother and my aunt. Why not?

  15. Leanne Bryson

    August 1, 2012 at 4:21 pm

    My dream dress, I saw in an issue of Grazia in summer 2009. It was a coral and gold sequin racer back shift style dress from french connection. I had to have it so much that I bought it through a catalogue company on finance. My 18 year old self did not see the problem with this, however it has come to be a decision which I regret on all levels. I found a shortage on Gold shoes at the time so I never found the perfect pair, hence why the dress still sits in my wardrobe today with the price tag and all. A £350 dress plus a whopping 39.7% apr. which worked out at an interest of £162.62 which for a fashion student working part time is a major mistake. Oh yes I learned my lesson! A pricy one at that.

  16. Natasha

    August 1, 2012 at 4:21 pm

    Thank you for a very sweet giveaway Scott and co!

    My dream item that I bought were a pair of leather boots from Hong Kong, that had bright orange stitching, and metal tabs on the sides of the legs that said “NERD” – now I know they sound crazy, but they look awesome, but I have never worn them – not once. They are still sitting my closet. Sigh.

    natashafatah at gmail dot com

    ~Natasha Fatah Giveaway~

  17. Joia

    August 1, 2012 at 4:22 pm

    I hunted everywhere for the perfect pair of high-waisted wide-leg denim trousers. They had to be the right color (very dark-wash), the perfect amount of tight-in-the-butt, loose-in-the-leg, and they had to ACTUALLY be high-waisted– as in, button at the smallest part of my waist.

    I looked everywhere that I thought they would be likely to be, and I finally found the perfect pair in a vintage shop in Berkeley on Telegraph Avenue. I bought them, coveted them, and then… never wore them.

    I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. They were such a break from my normal aesthetic that I just couldn’t. I didn’t have the right shoes, the right top, the right accessories. I looked around online to find inspiration, to try to find a way to make them work for ME, with MY style… and every time I put them on, I felt like I was playing dress-up in my mom’s closet or something.

    I pictured myself wearing them with a thin, gauzy tank top, oodles of bangles, a wide-brim hat, and a pair of brown suede boots.

    I eventually sold them to another vintage store. They’ll look amazing on someone else. Someone thinner, with longer legs, who can do the 1970′s rock star thing better than I can.

    I’ll admit though… I still miss seeing them hanging in my closet.

    • Kirstin

      August 1, 2012 at 6:36 pm

      Oh…The unspeakable things that I would do to acquire those pants…

    • Name*

      August 8, 2012 at 8:59 pm

      They sound amazing. But then I stopped wearing lower rise jeans at all some time ago. So I am now very comfortable in high waisted things. but it really did take some getting used to.
      Maybe try again! If you never break from your usual look, how will you may get stuck.

  18. Ian Turner

    August 1, 2012 at 4:22 pm

    Anything and everything mentioned or worn by Victor Ward in the novel Glamorama, in particular the Helmut Lang outfits and Matsuda shades and gloves.
    As a vapid teen dreaming of the glamorous NYC life Ellis’ constant name dropping in the book was intoxicating. Of course once I made it on my own in Manhattan life turned out to be far less glamorous and I owned no Matsuda shades (already a closed label as Lang was soon to follow) or anything else, rather life played out a bit like the lives of the characters in Rent and shopping was done in Housing Works thrift stores, Tokyo Joe’s and Beacon’s Closet. Still, I always came back to that novel, and still do, to live that 90′s life of cash, flash and dash, albeit vicariously.

  19. Aelxandra

    August 1, 2012 at 4:23 pm

    Hmmm…I have this beautiful wool-blend-something-or-other flared 3/4 bell sleeve top with amazing multi-sized tortoise buttons that I accidentally bought from Anthropologie. I thought the price was $99– but when it rang up, it was $299…Too embarrassed to put it back – I just figured I would return it or keep it. I’ve kept it for nearly 8 years – wearing it maybe once every other year…time to swallow my pride – and bid it adieu.

  20. Yana

    August 1, 2012 at 4:25 pm

    About two years ago during the summer I came across a chunky knit cape. I wanted it so much.
    It was wool. Its was grey. It was a heavy hand knit that would look superb with skinny trousers and boots, during the fall! It is Luca Luca!
    I finally gave in, and I bought it and traipsed through the city with it in a shopping bag on a 95 degree day.

    To this day, I stare at it whenever I make my summer-fall closet transition : ” I will wear you, and look Parisian chic!”
    But no, I still haven’t.

  21. Ivo Hoogwerf

    August 1, 2012 at 4:26 pm

    A few years ago I was in London, near the Portobello Road Vintage market. There, in a small and dark vintage shop, I found these really awesome orginal Aquascutum-trousers! Completely in the Club Check colours! The size was perfect. No adjustments had to be made. I pictured myself wearing these awesome trousers oftenly. Now, a few years later, I realise I’m still loving these trousers, but the fact is that I wore it just two of three times… Still, I don’t throw them away.

  22. christine

    August 1, 2012 at 4:26 pm

    After I read the post I immediately realized how many clothes I have that I’ve never wore but I wanted to.

    In Greece where I live people are not so open minded with fashion as in Sweden,USA,France, etc,not only with fashion but also with everything.They don’t dare,some of them don’t have taste or fantasy.They just try to copy and to imitate fashion magazines,albeit they can’t understand that through the style they can express their own personality and way of life and thinking.
    As a result,I have felt many times shy to dress up with clothes that I want to.What I do regret is that I’ve never worn a pair of shoes that I bought with all my heart.They are Swear London oxfords.They look like men’s shoes,although they are women’s,because they are really very strict.They are suede,brown with a white sole and laces.I’ve dreamed wearing them with shorts and a white shirt,with a skinny corduroy trousers and a huge cardigan..I’ve been trying to wear them but every time I lock the door and go out I regret it and I go back home to change shoes…
    I swear this winter they’re gonna dress up my feet! Thank you for being in my closet for 2 years now

    • Name*

      August 2, 2012 at 10:50 am

      Totally agree. Brogues don’t look good on all. Some can pull them off and some can’t. Got mine from London’s Russell & Bromely. They are off white with laces and totally masculine looking, I am a size 10 and they make my feel look bigger and too manly. Who needs that.

      • Joanna

        August 2, 2012 at 11:53 am

        I know what you mean about brogues being hard to wear. The only ones that have ever worked for me are a pair I bought in the sales from Emma Hope – they were blonde suede and with an elongated toe, which somehow made them much more feminine. I wish she’d do them again… I wore my pair to death!

  23. kris ceelen

    August 1, 2012 at 4:26 pm

    I purchased, at an embarrassing cost, a Ralph Lauren Purple Label mohair suit that was a glen plaid pattern. This sounds innocent enough, until i note that the color combo of the plaid is blk/wht/pink. It is a beautiful suit, but at 6’4″, 220 lbs, i assure you it would be overwhelming to even the most liberal minded gentleman. Thus i dream about the right opportunity to wear this item and it sits in my closet reminding me of the craftsmanship of St. Andrew’s and that i do not have the balls to pull it off.

    • Minou

      August 2, 2012 at 9:26 am

      Haha. Best post so far..

    • j

      August 2, 2012 at 10:50 am

      it sounds beautiful. who knows, maybe the opportunity will come. Maybe you could wear the pants or jacket seperately?

      • Kris

        August 4, 2012 at 8:40 pm

        Baby steps is probably the best choice!

      • Andre

        August 5, 2012 at 9:50 am

        thats correct! This suit its so bold statement to wear by itself, but one item of it – blazer or pants with some matching other clothes will make more interesting outfit, and be even much more easier to pull off! You’d look more DAPPER! Good luck!

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 2, 2012 at 2:15 pm

      I read this post last night and was filled with joy and tears and love. I got the giggles. But I also just wanted to give you a hug! Because you do have the courage. You had vision! You purchased it! You can do it! If only in private…but could you send us a picture? I would gladly post it on my wall as a testament to your sartorial will. This is the best post thus far. Sartorialist are you reading? Happy Happy. Have a wonderful day Kris.

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 2, 2012 at 4:27 pm


      I keep going back to your post. It is very complex. What drew you to the suit in the first place? How did you feel? Did you try it on? Surely it looks good! I agree with the other responses that the suit sounds beautiful. and for me, as I said, your story evoked joy, and the suit itself sounds a little playful and mischievous. I agree with J that perhaps wearing the pants and jacket separately might help. Also, the proper shirt, tie, SHOES make all the difference. I was even thinking you could write Mr. Lauren himself and ask What was he thinking? Because surely, he was thinking something, or someone when he designed the suit. I have no doubt in my mind, the right time will come…you’ll wear the suit. and you’ll look splendid!

    • lintmag

      August 5, 2012 at 10:45 am

      It sounds fabulous! There’s a guy on the (American) Antiques Road Show who wears bold plaid suits sometimes and looks great. I agree you should try doing the jacket with solid color pants or even jeans, or the pants with some basic shirt and sweater, and then one day at some great event – a museum or gallery opening? – do the whole suit!
      Don’t let the moths get it!

    • Nigel

      August 7, 2012 at 1:05 pm

      I think I remember the suit from a couple of years ago. DB jacket three piece. Looked good but care needed. Last year I saw it’s brother in an outlet. SB jacket three piece green in place of the pink. Bought it sensible cash – I love it. Black shoes, a white shirt, black knitted tie to keep it low key (!). Get out in your suit at a summer evening event. Enjoy the admiration you’ll get. I am 6’4 about 200lbs. Perfect for a rather interesting suit. Wear it with nonchalance and you’ll be a hit.

    • Name*

      August 8, 2012 at 8:36 pm

      HAHA!!!! Lovely image.

  24. Sara A

    August 1, 2012 at 4:27 pm

    The one item I always dreamed of wearing was a vintage flapper dress I acquired at a flea market near Porte de Vanves in Paris. It was my first ever vintage item that I bought nearly 6 years ago in hopes of wearing it on a swanky night out in New York with girlfriends in hopes of being mistaken for Marion Cotillard or Lucy Doraine reincarnated. Far from reality, of course, since I am South Asian. I imagined myself wearing it with simple jewelry– large stud earrings, maybe; so that I wouldn’t be mistaken for a repeat of the ever popular Halloween costume. I wanted to wear the dress with a pair of deep brown or nude Mary Janes because the dress was an off-white color with intricate, beautiful sequin and beading. No boa feather, no finger-curls for a hairdo, and no oversized pearl necklace. Just a dash of simplicity and class…I had the same problem of thinking it would look great on someone else–that I couldn’t pull it off ::sighs::

    • Erika

      August 4, 2012 at 4:40 pm

      You must wear it. Try pairing it with a denim or army green jacket or slightly oversized men’s shirt in white or denim and t- strap flat sandals . This will bring it down to earth and i bet would look fabulous

      • Sara A

        August 8, 2012 at 2:39 pm

        Wow–that sounds like a great idea! Thanks Erika

  25. Sara

    August 1, 2012 at 4:28 pm

    For me it was my mother’s shirt she wore when she was very young. Beautiful floral pattern that, realistically, can go to all but just not on me. I hoped that I was able to wear this summer as I had hoped that I would wear it every previous summer but it just was not fated. The shirt is from the 70′s, my mother wore it  many years before my birth, so I  definitely will not throw it , but I want to keep it as a memento that is like a breath of that time in my closet.
    Many greetings from the Croatia

    ps. for any grammatical errors is to blame the translator XD

  26. Gabriela Roméro

    August 1, 2012 at 4:31 pm

    Once I bought a black waistcoat with two pockets and a golden zipper during a journey in Lisbon. It looked very fancy in the store and, as a journalist, I supposed I would looked like a old school war correspondent when wearing it. Beside that, I live in Rio and I thought it would be good to wear it during our winter, that isn’t very cold. However, I actually feel like I was wearing a sleeveless straitjacket when I try it on. Now, it lives in the dark side of my wardrobe waiting for the (illusionary) day in wich I will wear it for writing a story in a conflict zone.

  27. Steve

    August 1, 2012 at 4:31 pm

    Like Max, mine was a leather jacket. As a nerdy kid who, I was always wanting to wear my step-father’s Harley jacket. I coveted that thing, but I never bought one myself because I was afraid I couldn’t pull it off. When he passed away, and I ended up having that jacket handed to me, the problem was compounded by not really being able to look at it without thinking of him. There it sits, in the closet at my mom’s house, waiting for me to work up the courage to take it and put it on…

  28. Matt

    August 1, 2012 at 4:32 pm

    A boss hermes scarf like this one:

    never had the balls.

  29. David Robbins

    August 1, 2012 at 4:33 pm

    A Jean-Paul Gaultier velvet harlequin patterned vest, purchased in Paris in the late 1980s. It’s a wonderful object–alternating black, burnt orange, and olive green diamond shapes on the front; gold ribbed silk lining; rather dainty siena-colored buttons at the vest’s front; black back. As an artist strongly drawn to comedic objects, at the time of its purchase I considered this vest to be the perfect costume for me, especially as I was then obsessed with the pursuit of “pure comedy” (whatever that is). I did use the vest in one or two videos–worn by performers–but I have never successfully donned it myself. Physically, I am all wrong for it. Those few times I have tried it on, a wave of self-consciousness turned me to humorless stone. Still, it’s an incredible object and does its part of my closet proud.

    • Andre

      August 5, 2012 at 10:05 am

      I’ve got a great evening jacket from JPG collection years back (80S maybe?) – plain black gabardine DB front with peak lapels and black velvet back with intricate beading embroidery and tassels all over!! i wear it at all my formal fashion events and am getting a lots of compliments, despite the fact, that it looks TOO vintage even on me (i’m 52yo)- imagine broad shoulders and thick shoulder pads! i think you could wear yours at right event, or i’ll be happy to rock your piece!

  30. Mr Essentialist

    August 1, 2012 at 4:33 pm

    Flashback to high-school (2004), when I thought it was a great idea to buy Puma Mostro shoes in a fiery red – perhaps to match my spotty teenage complexion (?) who knows!
    Lets just say I wore them once, and now will never buy anything red again, including a Ferrari.

    Almost as awkward as attempting to make a seemless transition from ‘gangsta’ to fitted/skinny jeans, almost…

    Have red shoes on a man ever really been OK? I think not.

    • Marlena

      August 2, 2012 at 1:45 pm

      Hahaha Mr. Essentialist,

      There are some SMOKIN’ pictures around of Adam Lambert wearing some fabulous red brogue(ish) style red shoes. I think they were even patent. Unfortunately I can’t find a link to post these pictures but maybe someone else can. They were done at a professional photo shoot so I don’t know he ever sported them in “real” life.

      But, of course, Adam can and does look great in anything from a tee shirt and jeans to leather and feathers. In fact, he has often said, to both men and women, that the only thing you need to carry any look off is the desire to do so. Good advice for all of us.

      • Mr Essentialist

        August 2, 2012 at 8:31 pm

        OK maybe Adam Lambert and the Pope are the only men who can pull of red shoes…

  31. Kate

    August 1, 2012 at 4:33 pm

    I fell in love with a pair of silk black and white polka dot d’Orsay pumps with a mustard yellow bow from J. Crew years ago. I was sure I would wear them all the time and they would be this amazing statement in my resolution to get dressed up more often. Bought them and haven’t worn them once…in truth, they are nearly impossible to walk in without walking straight out of them. But they are still in my closet, looking freaking gorgeous.


  32. Jamie K

    August 1, 2012 at 4:35 pm

    For the love of all things righteous and true, please give it to a good home instead of throwing it out.

  33. Alex Kidis

    August 1, 2012 at 4:36 pm

    Hey Scott,
    While visiting the Gucci store in Sydney, I had spotted and fell in love with a Navy Cotton Velvet Blazer. The cost, you can imagine. Weeks later my thoughts were still with this blazer and the urge to have it grew to the point were i had to purchase. To my surprise Gucci was on there annual sale and to my disdain, this and other luxury stores had been ram raided the night before. I still took the time to visit the store and low and behold this jacket was kept in the storeroom and had not been stolen (amongst other items as well). 75% off retail and in the bag and off we go. Happy day.
    It’s been over 5 (probably more) years and I have not worn the thing. I can’t bear to rid of it, purely because of the story.
    Still, I dream of wearing it one day, lucky for me Velvet blazers are a mens trend for W13.
    Let’s see.
    Alex (huge fan to an inspiring man-you!)

  34. Amy

    August 1, 2012 at 4:36 pm

    For about a year, I was obsessed with my fantastic, vintage Suzy Perette party dress that hung like a dream on the dress form in the corner of my guest room. Made of yards and yards of flawless leopard print silk taffeta, the dress was truly a statement – and investment – piece. I fancied myself wearing it with my highest black satin pumps and red lips for a memorable night out…but only ever had the courage to don it for the occasional quick twirl in front of the mirror.

    The dress now lives happily with a collector in Australia.

  35. Meaghan

    August 1, 2012 at 4:37 pm

    Can’t wait to check out your book and I LOVE this contest. I’ve purchased so many items that I had grand plans for that I’ve never wore.

    I have to say that the most expensive, insane item I’ve bought and wasted was a leopard faux fur coat from like 6 years ago. It is beautiful and I still love it and I refuse to throw it out, but I’ve conistently not worn it because I don’t think I can “pull it off” (even when the style made a comeback last year). Oh yeah, red silk lining too! Grrrrrr

  36. Heather Huston

    August 1, 2012 at 4:37 pm

    The wedding dress. The one item of clothing that every woman dreams about for years. What you like, what you don’t, what your bridesmaids would wear, what it would look like; the list goes on. Well I didn’t actually have a traditional wedding because we visited the JOP and then had a party afterwards. But I still wanted a pretty dress. A pretty dress that I loved. I spent many hours on the Nordstrom, Neiman’s and Bloomingdale’s websites looking for a nice evening dress that would make me feel like a million dollars. I ended up with two dresses, the one I ended up wearing and the one I kept because it was so fabulous. The second dress was too small in the bust to wear in public, so I vowed to keep it and wear it in the future once I lost a little bit of weight. Alas, that dress is still hanging in my closet calling my name, but I hope to one day put it on and smile.

  37. Anders

    August 1, 2012 at 4:37 pm

    In an (overly) ambitious move to blend mid-west vintage and northeastern grad-school style, I picked up this daisy yellow broad-striped gingham button down in fine, summer-weight fabric. The pattern was one-inch stripes and a slightly oversized, pointed collar. The finishing touch was a decorative, cowboy yoke in the back of the shirt.
    I picked it up thinking of wearing it with the royal blue cotton blazer for a summer dinner party, but soon found myself in the “dead-zone” of meshing styles and unable to get past myfront door (or I should say the mirror in the hallway) on several occasions . I thought I may be able to get away with a medium gray tweed jacket, but it was all those little touches on the shirt that I was so pleased with myself about when I first picked it up that stunk out loud whenever I tried to mix it with more conservative jackets.
    It still mocks me from my closet (as bright as it is I can never pretend it is not there) and serves as a sobering reminder of the dangers of ambition.

  38. Scott Okamura

    August 1, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    What size is that grey flannel? I would buy it from you………..

  39. Stephen Yong

    August 1, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    A Kilt. Just like the ones Marc Jacobs wears. Always wanted to wear one as I feel it’s edgy and unique and in someway kind of manly as well but never had the confidence to pull it off. Maybe one day.

  40. Zoe

    August 1, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    I once fell in love with some shoes, looking like sacks you could wrap up with straps above the ankle and which were partly torn – flat “sack peep toes”. I couldn’t get myself to buy them immediately, but then I spent weeks thinking of ways to wear them and, since I couldn’t get my head around them, bought them eventually. This was 3 years ago and I couldn’t bring myself to wear them outside the house looking like Robin Hood and Marian’s pubertal daughter.

    • Marie

      August 1, 2012 at 7:18 pm

      They sound completely awesome. I want them!

  41. Petya D.

    August 1, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    That’s funny! I have similar story, but with shoes. I was dreaming for a pair Balenciaga shoes from autumn 2010/winter 2011. After got them, I knew can’t wear them, not even for an hour. But they found better owner just one year after that. I kept only few pics with them :)

  42. Scott Okamura

    August 1, 2012 at 4:38 pm

    What size is that grey flannel? I would buy it from you!!!

  43. Rob Carbone

    August 1, 2012 at 4:39 pm

    Back in the mid-90s I had seen one of the NY Giants wearing a very bold black & white plaid jacket by WilliWear. I was working in Macy’s at the time and found the same jacket and because of employee discounts I picked it up. I was certain I could make it work and every time I had an opportunity to wear it I would take it out and try it on but it never looked right. But I kept it. Finally, after owning it for over 15 years it has been worn. By my 14 year old daughter who wears it when she plays guitar and sings for people because she thinks it makes her look retro hipster!

    • Andre

      August 5, 2012 at 10:14 am

      THATS GREAT! you should be proud!

  44. Melanie

    August 1, 2012 at 4:39 pm

    About two years ago I bought a vintage Dior black polyester jumpsuit. It has a tuxedo-style top complete with 80s shoulder pads and a lovely ‘D’ embroidered on the left front pocket. I dreamed of walking about the city casually strutting my stuff, but unfortunately… It looks pretty ridiculous–it’s so dressy, but totally not appropriate for wearing to events, dinners, etc, because it’s very dated-looking and has a VERY 80s silhouette (wide, power-woman shoulders and wide, pleated pants). I wonder how much I could sell it for…

    • Martine

      August 8, 2012 at 9:10 pm

      I would think you could sell it right here!

  45. Alexandre

    August 1, 2012 at 4:40 pm

    Care to make a donation? I promise I’ll give it a good home and always dry clean ;~D

  46. Maggie

    August 1, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    I have this gray satin tube dress in closet that I never ended up wearing it out. The length and the cutting complement my body very much and I always thought that I would wear it to formal dinner or to party. But the occasion doesn’t call for the dress and I’m not too sure how to accessorize it. So it ended up sitting in my closet for the past four years..

  47. Cecilia

    August 1, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    Scott, precisamente hoy pensaba en una kilométrica bufanda verde que compre convencida de que me vería hermosa con ella… y lo cierto es que aún no sale de habitación (ni para un pequeño paseo). Felicitaciones por tu nueva publicación. Cecilia.

  48. Marlee

    August 1, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    I was so excited when I got black wedges just before summer began. I thought, they’ll go with everything! Casual looks, formalwear. And they’re black! But I haven’t been brave enough in my heel-walking ability to wear them at all. Maybe they’ll work into fall.

  49. MP

    August 1, 2012 at 4:43 pm

    For me it is your made-to-measure Ralph Lauren wool/cashmere, light grey, very stylized sportscoat, and I think I’ll only wear it if you send it to me with your new book.

  50. Ilia Isales

    August 1, 2012 at 4:45 pm

    Three years ago… on the fall to winter transition I went through the fashion blogger fever obviously it takes patience and dedication to scavenge great pieces and knowledge to write about mixing and matching.

    That year I came across pewter draped sequin pants – My boyfriend called them “Goodness Gracious pants”… and was sure I could pull them off with a dark gray long sleeved body suit, a pair of gray suede or silver booties and a white tuxedo vest with nude nail polish and nude earrings and some sort of leather nude necklace…

    So I bought the pants.

    Then It dawned on me that I had envisioned myself as a long legged model and never thought of reality – I looked like a disco burrito- and I planned to wear that to a work party. Also (small detail) most of the other pieces of clothing didn’t exist exactly as I imagined. I gave them away last Christmas to my cousin… for a talent show and stuck to advertising as god intended.

    • M.

      August 2, 2012 at 11:11 am

      Hilarious story. “Goodness gracious pants.” I will use that phrase.

    • une chatte grise

      August 2, 2012 at 2:59 pm

      I love the phrase “disco burrito.”

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 2, 2012 at 5:01 pm

      I love this story. “disco-burrito” what a terrific description. If you hadn’t already given the pants to your cousin, I could have added to the mix. But I also have a pile of “dream clothing” I will be giving away this year to my cousins.

    • Nicole

      August 4, 2012 at 11:42 am

      LOVE LOVE LOVE the phrase “disco burrito”, not only because it is brilliant but because I resemble it when I get too “sparkly”. I also envision myself as tall & willowy when in reality I am average & curvy. Sigh.

  51. Carolyn Kelleher

    August 1, 2012 at 4:46 pm

    For me it was a maxi dress. I had seen so many of them in magazines and on people, so I finally bought one with grey and white stripes and……I regret it. On other people it’s gorgeous, but on my 5’2″ frame, it swamped me. I felt like I was cleaning the streets with it as I walked (or should I say shuffle). I had to keep hoisting it up to go up and down stairs, it was more trouble than it was worth!
    Granted, it was really comfy, but not being able to walk in it was a nightmare, so I eventually gave it to a charity shop.

  52. camiiiiiilllle

    August 1, 2012 at 4:49 pm

    a suit from savile row to try to become as elegant as cary grant, to become a kind of hero for myself, but i’m a woman…..not really look like cary grant…

  53. Stéphanie

    August 1, 2012 at 4:49 pm


    First of all, I really enjoy watching your daily pic(s) when I get to work in the morning. Now, for your question. There are a lot of near miss, like that pair of 5.5″ stilettos I almost bought in a period I was everyday in a concrete fabrication lab… but the most ‘What was I thinking’ garment is a John Galliano ‘guêpière’ that I fell in love with, with ‘jarretelles’ and stuff, that made a 500$ hole in my tight student budget. (note : google translate gives me corset and suspenders, which I doubt is correct. Maybe Garance can help?). Of course, I was always wearing jeans and didn’t really had any occasion to wear it.

    One day, I got fed up of seeing it standing there and I chopped the ‘jarretelles’, so I’d be able to wear it with my jeans. Not too bad, except for the boning, if I am to spend the day sitting. Ah well… It is still there, in the back of the lingerie drawer!!

  54. Fiorella

    August 1, 2012 at 4:49 pm

    Since I was very little all I ever dreamed of were all of my mother’s shoes, beautiful high heels that made her always look very stylish and feminine. Now that she no longer wears them and I kept many of them for myself but I never really wear them. Probably because they are four sizes larger than my feet but mainly because I doubt I could ever look as good as she did in them. I guess this is not a bad “what was I thinking?” kinda situation. Her shoes are a nice little treasures that will always stay in my closet, closest to me.

  55. Sophie

    August 1, 2012 at 4:49 pm

    Un veston dont le motif à carreaux est un mélange de vert olive et ocre…
    A plaid jacket green olive and ocre…

    It is very beautiful, but the colors are “original” … a bit too much? well maybe this autumn? we’ll see!

    Je crois les doigts pour le concours! :D

  56. melanie saint jean

    August 1, 2012 at 4:51 pm

    I purchased an Elie Tahari cashmere skirt with paning and fur trim along the hem. I love it, it is still sitting in my closet in a garment bag sans tags!

  57. susan

    August 1, 2012 at 4:53 pm

    Years ago, I had just seen a photo you posted of Miroslava Duma, wearing the feminine floral pleated a-line skirt contrasted with a tough leather motorcycle jacket with wayfarer sunglasses and a prada doctor bag. It was just about the time floral print was emerging on the runways again and I was inspired to break up my uniform of solid whites/greys/blacks/neutrals.

    I stumbled upon this hand-sewn floral dress with giant purple and cobalt blue roses against a white base in a second-hand store and I had to try it on (I’m notorious for not dismissing anything because it looks hideous on the hanger or is “not my size”). It was $8 and fit me like a glove (important to note because I have the odd – or special – body type of boyish on top, curvy on bottom). The bodice fit me perfectly and the skirt’s silhouette was more of a circle than a-line. The inner lining was poorly sewn, but you would never be able to tell from how it looked on the outside. It looked like it was made for me, unfortunately it looked very much like a 50′s/60′s prom dress.

    Convinced I’d eventually throw a vintage 50′s/60′s prom party for one of my birthday celebrations (not to be confused with an 80′s prom party), I purchased it and would bring it out of my closet occasionally to make sure it still fit.

    Fast forward a bit, I moved from California to New York City 3 years ago and brought it with me thinking it was more likely that I would have an opportunity to wear it out here than back home. After 3 years of it sitting in my closet in New York City and having friends literally utter the words “What were you thinking?”, I haven’t quite resolved to dump it, but I finally have packed it away in storage.

    So while I’m not staring at it promising myself that this is the year I’d make it work, I am still hoping that someone will throw me a surprise 50′s/60′s prom party or will at least invite me to one so I can experience that great feeling of knowing that I have the PERFECT dress for that occasion!

    • Name*

      August 8, 2012 at 9:16 pm

      I think you should wear it. They are just jealous or don’t know how good it looks on you.

  58. Amy

    August 1, 2012 at 4:54 pm

    My story starts when I was working as a seasonal holiday temp at Anthropologie around the holidays in 2009. There were plenty of items in the shop I would drool over- but in particular this one very gorgeous Plenty by Tracy Reese dress. It was so phenomenal to me because it has this tan and brown cross-hatched patterned fabric… but as soon as you twirled it around it had this WONDERFUL, completely unexpected cascade of intense, brightly-hued chevrons in the red, yellow, and blue. (It’s actually the dress seen here- but the front doesn’t do it justice!
    Anyways, I had to save my pennies (even with my discount), just to buy the dress. I bought it in the smallest size I could squeeze into, thoughtlessly thinking it’d look better.
    The sticky heat here in Miami, combined with the elegant fabric, made me cautious to ever wear the beautiful piece! It’s now a few years later. It hangs in my closet and I occasionally try to stuff myself in it, so I can do twirls in front of the mirror.
    Maybe this is the year I take it to a tailor and have it let out. (That, or I finally pass it down to someone who will love it as much as me!).

    As a long-time fan of your work- I must take this little bit of time to say thank you! Thank you for your wonderful images, your inspiration- and especially these interactive posts. I will be a life-long follower, and curious to see whatever you come up with next! xo, -Amy

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 2, 2012 at 2:04 pm


      Oh what a beautiful dress! I can relate to your story. I have a Tracy Reese dress…on lay-away…at another store…that I think I may regret. It’s on super-sale, so not so bad, but I had planned it to wear it to my sister’s wedding in Las Vegas. It is snake print chiffon, and it looks good,and it would have been “fun” for the “venue”….but now, the venue may be moving to the other extreme from Vegas to maybe a church. So off the shoulder snake-print isn’t really appropriate. And I am pushing 40, so now I feel like in that dress, I’d be headed down the wrong road…But I am feeling some pain…paying off this lay-away for a dress I know I will end up giving away during the holidays as my one and only (and very extravagant) present to a lucky lucky and much younger cousin who will have to draw a number out of a hat or something like that. I hope you can have your beautiful dress tailored so you can twirl to mirror the colors of Miami and the sea.

  59. Shari

    August 1, 2012 at 4:54 pm

    Hi, I had the same issue as you with a jacket. For years I was hunting the perfect one. One elegant, chic, business but also casual enough to pair with every thing. But everytime I found a jacket it was way out of my price range. Then in Istanbul…pow…there was it…a wonderful silk/wool blend that I could afford. Now after two years…just worn once…The case is that I thought only cheap jackets were uncomfortable but no…the good ones also! I have to realise the super tailored fit makes me let it hang in the closet everytime I consider it wearing. I don´t know why, with tight skirts, dresses, pants there is no problem. Only with jackets.

  60. Theresa

    August 1, 2012 at 4:56 pm

    The biggest failure in my wardrobe was a beautiful 50s inspired dress, that everyone said I would look ravishing in. Sad thing is, I never managed to close the zipper at it is just too tight in some body areas. I have been thinking “next year you’ll gonna fit into it” for 3 years now. I think it is time to either loose weight or get rid of it…

  61. Martha

    August 1, 2012 at 4:56 pm

    I bought a vintage tulle and chiffon dress…so beautiful but I have never worn it and honestly, I don’t even know where I would have worn it to.
    Maybe this year, I won’t throw it out….I will actually wear it ;)


  62. Valery

    August 1, 2012 at 4:57 pm

    I bought this cloche that I really love but I have yet to wear it…3 1/2 years later. I just can’t get an outfit together for it.

  63. Kaitlin

    August 1, 2012 at 4:57 pm

    Ever since I can remember, I have dreamed of owning a chic, flow-y ball gown that’s only fit to wear to the most elite party – you know, the kind of party that serves hors d’oeuvres that are smaller than your pinky finger in a room that’s nearly blinding from the diamonds dripping off of the debonaire women.

    Well, I found it. On SALE.

    It was perfect. A gorgeous soft grey gown that hung snugly in all the right places and flattered every imperfection – it even had a dramatic slit right in the front. I couldn’t be more ecstatic. The major problem, of course, was that I have absolutely no fancy ball or party to wear it to. Prom ended years ago along with my hopes of dressing in a floor length gown that wasn’t neon and encrusted with cubic zirconium.

    My beautiful dress still hangs like art in my bedroom, taunting me on a daily basis. What was I thinking? But I refuse to let go of the hope that one day it will get to have its moment ;)

  64. Antonio Perfetto

    August 1, 2012 at 4:58 pm

    I’ve always been fascinated by the pieces of Gianni Versace, but of course those wonderful vintage dating back to the ’80s, so after various expenses in the flea markets I’ve finally found a tie with optical patterns typical of the first 90 years of Versace silk shades of gray, I always thought of wearing a white shirt and tailoring dress and finish with Salvatore Ferragamo black shoes … but now after three years I can say that I own to have a Gianni Versace piece paid only 1 € but not to have ever worn … I hope not to do so when I find a leather jacket Pierre Balmein …

    i hope this story is interesting like yourse

    Antonio Perfetto

  65. Florian

    August 1, 2012 at 5:00 pm

    Why not go for a more casual look and try the jacket with blue jeans and boots ?

  66. Miu

    August 1, 2012 at 5:01 pm

    Hi everyone,

    Well, I always have been a huge fan of the style of Ali McGraw in the movie Love Story (I know, it’s cheesy). And there is one thing I love the most in her clothes in the movie, it’s the camel wool trench she wears in winter.

    About six years ago, I was walking in a mall center, and I saw it, the exact model like in Love Story…

    At least it was what I thought because it was rather a classic trench “almost like it” (not in wool but in cotton, in dark brown, and with buttons… You get the idea). It was all “oh my god, it looks so much like the one of Ali in Love Story !”.

    Every time I saw it, I was trying it. To feel like Ali in the movie, you know. It was “expensive” for my student budget too and I was still studying in High School so… It was long to spare my pocket money. I also spent a part of the money I’ve saved up for years so I could buy it… during sales (yeah, I spared a long time).

    Thing is… it didn’t look like the one in Love Story at all, and it was a bit too big for me too. I wore it a couple of times but I didn’t feel it fits me. I don’t know why I had this sudden disenchantment, maybe because I’m very about details (I liked to watch my favorite movies hundred times). Since then, it’s hanging in my closet. Waiting to go out.

    Many times, I thought “oh maybe I should cut it a bit or customize it”, now I think this is what I’m going to do. It’s still looks pretty nice after all, and a trench is always useful in Fall and Winter. And the most important of all, I spent so much effort to get it, it would be such a shame to let it there.

    It’s the only item I didn’t wear for years, and since this experience I choose even more slowly to be sure it’s a wise investment :)

    I’m french and it was my first comment (ever) I hope my english wasn’t too bad :)
    I’m not sure either if it’s in the subjet, because I usually wear clothes I buy, otherwise I would feel so guilty (you know because some people don’t even have enough money to buy what they like). I could have given it to a charity association as I usually do, but I like it too much and I know I can do something with it. Or maybe I can give it…

    Well I still don’t know, but I’m sure going to do something to with it ! (One day).

    Many kisses and love :)


    • M.

      August 2, 2012 at 11:15 am

      I love this story. I, too, adore that movie. I loved every single thing Ali wore in that movie especially the COAT.

      Yes, get it fixed so it fits. Fit is everything.

      Your english is v. good.

      • Miu

        August 3, 2012 at 7:46 am

        Oh thanks a lot for your answer :)

        I think I’m going to make it fixed too, so I can wear it this fall :)

  67. Martina

    August 1, 2012 at 5:02 pm

    I am dreaming, constantly, about the famous dress all made from bird feathers by Alexander McQueen. Obviously I will never end up wear them not only because simply I have no place to wear them, but also because they are in the category of faraway sweet dreams.

  68. Cinthia

    August 1, 2012 at 5:06 pm

    I’m Argentinian, so I’m sorry If I have an orthographic error, or maybe spelling. I have this wonderful pair of green shoes. They are leather green shoes, with a giant flower on the top. They are gorgeous. But, heels are 10 cms. I love them, but when I stand in them I think I’m going to fall down. So I always says that I’m practising at home so when I’m going out I don’t fall down, It will be embarrassing. I have this amazing party this Spring (October here in Argentina) and I’m planing, finally, to match it with a new dress. I hope it is going to work!
    I take the opportunity to congratulate you about your job, You are a member of my list of inspirational people!

  69. Clochette

    August 1, 2012 at 5:07 pm

    The same happened to me, it is a Biche de Berre dress. I bought it because I love it, it is a light blue transparent long dress that makes me look like a butterfly! I have long blond curly hair and my real names means “fairy”. I have to be carefull all the time not to look like a caricature, so I actually never wear what I am most attracted to. Ithat dress has been my dream since I bought it, it followed me the last 15 years everywhere, even though I moved 7 times and changed country twice, still there, still never worn. Just because it is too “me”.
    [email protected]

    • Emily

      August 5, 2012 at 10:22 pm

      It is terrifying to show people who you really are, to wear something so YOU. But when you wear it you will feel so liberated! Find some ball to wear it to and be breathtakingly beautiful!

  70. Anna Möller

    August 1, 2012 at 5:11 pm

    Thanks you for the best streetstyle blog, love your pics

    Three/four years ago I bought a pair of fringe boots, knee high and gorgeous. I wanted them for weeks and i just had to have them. They were expensive so I hade to save some money first and when I finally had enough to buy them they were sold out! After a lot of effort I got them from a store from an other city. It didnt took me to long until I realised that I literally don’t have anything that goes with these boots. I loved how chic and cool they look on other fashion junkies but the boots just didn’t fit me and my wardrobe! Every time I clear my wardrobe half of me wants to get rid of them but, the other half still loves them deeply.


  71. Matthew

    August 1, 2012 at 5:11 pm

    I was in a thrift store (in Arizona) a few summers ago and I saw the most epic white blazer. It had light cream lapels and cream buttons, and as I was trying it on I almost hoped that it didn’t fit, because I knew I would buy it and even at that moment I couldn’t think of any time or place I would ever feel comfortable running this thing. So of course the cut was almost made for me and the sleeves sat in perfection on my wrists. So it has now been sitting in perfection in the back of my closet staring at me every time I get dressed. Every now and then I try it on with something else, and have even shown some friends, but am yet to leave the house in it. I’m gonna give it one more spring, in hopes that someone I know throws a white party on a day when it isn’t 100+ degrees.

  72. Marie

    August 1, 2012 at 5:13 pm

    Hmmm…must be my vintage 40′s silk blue floral print dress, with all the frou-frou you can imagine. I have it in my wardrobe for 5 years, never wore and never will. But I refuse to toss it, it reminds me of the person I thought I could be, but never had the guts!

  73. Liza Dunkel

    August 1, 2012 at 5:17 pm

    I adore Issey Miyake and save up my money…and then buy some beautiful piece, like a brown Pleats Please jacket that you can wear inside out upside down and it has amazing construction, it is an art piece and I have never worn it. Perhaps it is too hot here in Merida, Yucatan, Mexico where I live to wear it, or my tropical Lifestyle has no calling for it… but I can’t part with it. It stares shamefully at me in my closet. What was I thinking?

  74. Sylvia

    August 1, 2012 at 5:18 pm

    I found a 1929 silk chiffon ballgown that could have been made for me, it fit so perfectly. It was bias-cut, moved beautifully and was quite the most exquisite thing I’d ever seen. And it was wildly expensive, far out of my budget. But I had a ball coming up, and so it seemed justified.
    I didn’t buy it. I dreamt about it. I spent two weeks fantasising about it, imagining it was mine, going back to the shop and trying it on. It was, being vintage, absolutely non-returnable. I lusted after it.
    Eventually, I bought it, and the magic evaporated it. Suddenly the perfect fit seemed off, a little short, a little loose around the waist. I had spent almost a quarter of my termly budget on a dress that suddenly seemed over-the-top and precious, rather than elegant and perfect.

  75. Maggie

    August 1, 2012 at 5:20 pm

    It is a wonderful coat and would look great . My item is not clothing but an accessory. A handbag. A Louis Vuitton never full bag. The largest one available. On a teachers salary ,I saved for that bag. I think I wanted it for all the wrong reasons. I thought it would be a bit of a status symbol . After I did buy it I felt it was crazy to spend that kind of money on a bag. It is a great bag and will last forever but it is only used for trips . What I learned is that a bag does not define me . I am me and that is great with or without an “it” bag.

  76. Amy

    August 1, 2012 at 5:21 pm

    My “what was I thinking??” garment is a Dolce & Gabbana blazer covered in colorful mock comic-book print–a beautiful item that hangs politely in my room and never seems to work in an outfit. I fawned and lusted over it in a vintage store for hours before I caved in and bought it, and yet I haven’t worn it more than twice since! Something of a small tragedy, I suppose.

  77. Clara

    August 1, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    My never-used-item is a long red dress. Simple, with a studded detail on the right shoulder.
    I buoght it when I was 14 and i remember my mother telling me I would never wear it, but I was totally in love with that hollywood style. 3 years later it is still in my closet, new.
    It makes me look older than my 17 years, but it shapes me perfectly. Probably, the event I will wear it for will be an important date of my life, who can know that?

    • Rita

      August 8, 2012 at 8:48 am

      Clara, I think you are right that this dress will be a big deal!
      When I was 21 and breaking up with my first serious boyfriend I bought a gorgeous red linen dress, it was the perfect intense red and kind of casual but sexy. It was long and loose fitting, sleeveless with pockets over the breasts, and it cost more than I could afford on my student allowance.
      I remember walking to the botanic gardens wearing this dress, it was a hot day and I still remember the weight of the fabric hanging from my shoulders into a full skirt, wrapping around my legs. And I remember the thrill of turning heads.
      My boyfriend and I sat under the trees and had one last picnic. I gave him a card, with a photo of a blousey pink rose, thanking him for all the wonderful times we’d had together and all the sweet things he’d done for me, and he was sad to break up with me.
      That day and every time I wore the red dress, men stared and smiled, they came over to me at parties and complimented me, they asked me to dance, they asked me out. Later they talked about seeing me in the red dress.
      After a few years I gave it to a charity shop, and I’ve had no regrets. It had gone out of date, and I felt nostalgic whenever I saw it in my wardrobe. I’m forty now and I don’t think I have even one photo of myself in the dress, but I get the same thrilling feeling every now and then, like when I met my man and he ran his hand through his hair and fixed me with his big twinkle eyes. Or just now, holding my newborn after feeding him, his body limp and lips twitching with smiles.
      I hope you wear your dress, and that you feel beautiful in it!

  78. Iulia

    August 1, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    I guess I am lucky looking at all these comments because I never bought something I didn’t wear at least once. You should always try it before you decide to give it away because you never know how you feel with it. I had this coat i didn’t wear for 2 years and then I decided to give it a try and many of my friends told me that they really like my new coat. :D

  79. Maria Pimentel

    August 1, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    So, I’m a 5’10 tall girl living in Portugal, where the average population height is 5’6”. I don’t get to wear many high heels simply because I don’t feel comfortable with anything over 3 inches, but… sometimes… I find something like United Nude’s Hi Fold ankle boots, and I get confused. A couple of years ago, I saw them somewhere on the web and fell in love! Showed them to every friend who was online “Ain’t they a beauty??”, “Oh, yeah, they’re perfect.”… They were too expensive. Got them out of my sight as fast as I could. Done. A couple of months later I go on e-bay and suddenly, there they are, size 8, the color I wanted, half the price. It was meant to be, I thought! They came home, I was so happy, they fit and were really confortable. Winter came, I used them once. Felt so high. I gave up. Until today. Sometimes someone asks “Hey, what about those gorgeous booties you bought a couple of years ago?”, “Oh, well… I haven’t used them a lot lately…” XO Maria

  80. Nina

    August 1, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    When I was a kid I dreamt of wearing kind of a dutch clogs instead of a little princess dress, like every child did. I always wanted to wear them but my mom had a sense of responsibility -I had feet & knees problems- as well as a particular fashion style. Thanks to that I never wore them.

    Years later, I still talk with her about that fact and she is proud of never letting me wear clogs. Now I don’t care anymore but… Did I was really wrong? Or is just that kids aren’t afraid of being exposed to the criticism of fashion lovers? I don’t know what about was I thinking and I don’t care, honestly. That was and is still my mistake, so I guess I’ll always have something to be ashamed of. Or not :)


  81. Teresa G.

    August 1, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    nice challenge! for me it’s clear: smoking jacket -Yves Saint Laurent

    • Bellbonne

      August 9, 2012 at 2:10 am

      Oh Teresa–

      I adore my YSL smoking. I wear it with jeans and a black tailored shirt open at the neck for casual times, and a lace blouse and black pants for evening. It’s the best!!! Give it a try. It’s the most classic piece EVER.

  82. Iulia

    August 1, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    I guess I am lucky looking at all these comments because I never bought something I didn’t wear at least once. You should always try it before you decide to give it away because you never know how you feel with it. I had this coat i didn’t wear for 2 years and then I decided to give it a try and many of my friends told me that they really like my new coat and that it looks nice on me. :D

  83. Yuli Sato

    August 1, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    For me it would be this pair of brown tweed, high-waisted, super flared pants. I wore them once but I haven’t found an occasion to wear them again since!
    Can’t wait to see your new book, hope I win :-)
    [email protected]

  84. Alison C

    August 1, 2012 at 5:25 pm

    I think in my own case, I buy many things that I fall, but I love them so much that I use at all haha. I bought a sailor blazer, the perfect size, perfect color, buttons, pockets loved everything. I ran to the store and bought it, I came home and suddenly the magical effect disappeared. I thought then that the blazer had a too big shoulder pads, the color was far too bright and did not know that I would use. Spent in my closet for months until one day, with a spectacular summer sun I decided to risk and combine it with some new shoes and one of my favorite pants. Since then our love/hate hate/love relationship has improved. Since that time I have not used it again, I always say that one day will encourage me to use it again, but that day seems to never come.

  85. Tim

    August 1, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    I discovered a brown Levi’s corduroy vest at a vintage store near my house. Though I’ve never been a “vest kind of guy” I was determined I could make myself into one. Paired with some black or dark blue denim jeans, a linen shirt, thick-rimmed glasses and a wool jacket draped over my shoulder, I thought I would look the epitome of dignified americana. Turns out there’s not much occasion for “dignified americana” and where I live the weather was often too hot for the look to not be wildly uncomfortable. So, the vest has sat in my closet. Occasionally I bust it out, put it on and dream of its potential. But, every time I walk out the door with it, I turn right back around and change.

  86. suus

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  87. Rima

    August 1, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    Mine is an ever recurring story of a beautiful black velvet frock. Cut in something of a ballgown style, it has pretty gold detailing on the body and a tulle-lined skirt. It was my mother’s and she bought it to wear to a big New Year’s celebration. Her plans were cancelled at the last minute and she never found occasion to wear it after that.

    Skip forward 15 years, where I came across it in the depths of her closet and exclaimed “It’s so gorgeous, and you never wore it? You’re just wasting it! I’m taking it with me, I’ll definitely make better use of it than letting it sit in the closet!”

    It has been 6 years and I swear, no matter how much I try, I haven’t been able to put it on except to admire in my bedroom.

  88. Yuli Sato

    August 1, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    For me it was a pair of high-waisted, tweed, super flared trousers. Wore them once but couldn’t find another occasion to wear them again!
    Can’t wait to see your new book.

  89. Lia

    August 1, 2012 at 5:27 pm

    Two years ago i fell in love with a lace bordeaux D&G high waist skirt from the fall 2010 ready-to-wear collection. When i bought it, i already had thousands of outfit ideas in my mind. My ideal outfit for the skirt was: bordeaux tights (exact same colour as skirt), embellished ankle boots that i would never get rid of and a black simple maybe sheer blouse with simple accessories.
    For some reason, somehow i never wore it. A few times, i almost wore it. But when i went somewhere, and i was already dressed with that skirt, i changed just before i left the house. I don’t know why it is like that, maybe it’s the colour that is too dark for my skin tone or the lace is too dressy for wherever i go. But it doesn’t matter.
    I am not going to throw it away, i still love it and i am gong to find a way to wear it, and an occasion to wear it. I just love the colour, the lace, the cut… It has a very ‘haute couture’ feel, which i love in clothing.

    Now all there is left to do is wait for fall. Than i’ll wear it. I mean it, seriously. I’ll wear it.

    • Sarah G

      August 2, 2012 at 11:47 am

      I think this outfit sounds GORGEOUS! Wear it!

    • Amel

      August 8, 2012 at 1:04 pm

      Just saw Sex & the City the movie. Carrie wore a similar lace skirt in navy with a navy short jacket. She look super chic, why don’t you try it with a different top, to tone it down a bit?

  90. Lucija

    August 1, 2012 at 5:27 pm

    Love your story! And a great idea, everyone has that one what-was-I-thinking item in their closet.
    For me, it’s a white form-fitting knee-length dress from Topshop.
    I bought it while travelling to Malta. I still can’t quite figure out why I did it – maybe it was because the store was climatised and outside was +40°C and more so the sun made me unable to think clearly or maybe it was because the dress reminded me so much of all those Victoria Beckham dresses she wears on a daily basis.
    Whatever it was, I still can’t figure my purchase out – the dress is hanging untact in my closet because when I tried putting it on I realized my body figure just isn’t the same as Victoria Beckam’s (like anyone’s is) and you can clearly tell what kind of underwear I’m wearing if I’m standing in the daylight.
    Seriously, what was I thinking?


  91. Michael

    August 1, 2012 at 5:27 pm

    Well…I have had a number of fashion/style faux pauxs over the years. In recent memory about 1990 I bought a pair of actual riding boots …and I don’t have a horse. Needless to say I never left the house with them on. Although I moved them to three different cities and have them to this day.

    However, my latest happened about three years ago with the purchase of a brown corduroy “cowboy” western shirt by True Religion. I now see a theme. It must have been the pearl like snaps that did me in. Can I wear a brown western shirt with my black boots. Oh, what was I thinking then and now.

    Best of all with the book. Enjoyed the first.

  92. maiB

    August 1, 2012 at 5:30 pm

    Please don’t throw it out – give it to garance! On a girl it could work with high-waisted, wide-legged silk chiffon trousers, or dark leggings!

  93. Hannah Linder

    August 1, 2012 at 5:34 pm

    This last fall, I was given my favorite gift, a vintage white fur Miss Dior hat with a black bow. However, America does not wear hats…. and I am not fearless enough to just do it. So I will just cuddle with the soft, beautiful hat.

  94. rae

    August 1, 2012 at 5:36 pm

    for me, it was a vintage pink lacy jacket that i thought would look so cute, but every time i went to wear it, i heard coco chanel telling me it was the one thing to take off.

  95. Olivia Boswell

    August 1, 2012 at 5:36 pm

    I found an antique cropped and tailored navy wool sweater with a button down back and white fur cuffs in a small town Salvation Army store. It was made in Auckland, New Zealand by Lea Draysey; a 1960s designer who famously created a ‘Gown That Jackie Liked’ (First Lady, Jacqueline Kennedy) in 1963. I could not resist it, it was beautiful beyond words and called to me. However I’ve never found the perfect opportunity to wear such a unique item. I love it so much though that I just can’t part with it, I even bought it with me when I moved to London two years ago. I still haven’t worn it, but it sits there quietly, keeping me company almost. Even if I never find a moment to put it on, knowing it’s mine is comfort enough.

  96. Laura

    August 1, 2012 at 5:39 pm

    When H&M launched their first super-designer-collaboration collection I was too late and all items were sold out when I got to the store. So when they did a collaboration with Madonna I thought I had to have an item no matter what (I see now this was a bad starting point). I bought a black cat-suit with rhinestones. Off cause it looked fantastic on me in the store, but It hung in my closet for two years before I finally wore it. It was at New Years eve some years ago. I have never worn it since. Maybe it’s time to pass it on to another bold cat-woman?

  97. S

    August 1, 2012 at 5:41 pm

    I always dreamed of getting a pair of Gucci Loafers in Italy. When I was finally in Italy and traversing down the Via del Babuino, I salivated at the Gucci shoes. After a couple of hours trying on different pairs, I sadly walked out empty handed unable to convince myself to buy a solid white hybrid between a driver and a boat shoe (with some blue and yellow, a shoe that was only shown in the Italian collection online). I was obsessed for the next several days over those shoes. Days later, as I saw the clothes and shows Italians wore in Venice I knew I would need to get the shoes. The next day I walked out of the Gucci in Venice with the shoes. I was hoping to let my inner Italian flair come out (I am an American) by wearing the shoes, but I have never found the right pants (or I have just not found the courage). Nevertheless, they are a pair of gorgeous Italian shoes that occupy a special place in my closet!

  98. eloise

    August 1, 2012 at 5:41 pm

    i bought these shoes one time, brogues with a three inch heel and a four in platform. i thought – i love parties, of course i’ll wear the shit out of them, they’re fabulous.
    and, yeah, that never happened.
    can you imagine doing anything that involves movement in six inch heels? yeah, neither can i.

  99. jerry vorrasi

    August 1, 2012 at 5:43 pm

    First things first; if you feel uncomfortable with it the only thing to do is push to the limits maybe an ascot with a little age to it; an heirloom but with great vivid colors blues and reds and not necessarily silk; It will move their look form the jacket; dark jeans and suede boots. I believe walking into the spotted pig would roll a few looks your way with a little wink.
    Always push the envelope.
    How can you not feel comfortable in New York; Paris or Milan; with any wardrobe.
    Try Rochester, NY if you want to feel like your shoes are to tight

  100. Pauline C

    August 1, 2012 at 5:43 pm

    Ok, let’s do this. I’m always wearing my military jacket. I’m serious, I always have it on. I bought it on sale two years ago, for 15 euros, great deal, amazing timeless cut, 100% cotton…!
    Last month, I saw a military jacket in IKKS. I loved it. I tried it on, I loved it. Normally I should have put it on a list and think about it, I don’t want to rush purchases. But god knows why, it was a 120 euros jacket and I was like “Yeah I’m buying it !!”. I bought it. What was I thinking. I came home with this jacket, I’ve put it to show to my mother, and she said “Yeah, it looks like the one you wear all of the time”. I was like “No, there’s this details there, and there..”. I was so wrong. There are practically the same, even for the quality of the fabrics, and I feel so dumb spending that much money on a jacket I already had.

    Now I have two military jacket, and no money. So smart.

    • Rebecca

      August 2, 2012 at 2:34 am

      I constantly used to buy near-identical versions of what I already have too! I finally realised around 40 (slow huh) it was because some things (sailor pants, stripy t shirts, skinny black jeans, 50s silhouette dresses, red shoes) were going to be part of my life forever. I wore them at 20, I’ll probably be wearing them when I’m 80, they are my personal classics. Now I just get really strict and make sure new purchases add a new colour or texture or sleeve length or fabric weight or something.

  101. Ariana

    August 1, 2012 at 5:44 pm

    For me, it is this beautiful teal and blue Desigual coat. (Pictured here: )

    I thought I would wear it all the time in the winter. But I’m never gutsy enough to wear it out. In the sea of black Canada Goose jackets I’m afraid I will just stick out way too much… I guess I need to be a bit more brave to wear it… Maybe a signed copy of your fantastic new book would give me the courage? ;)

    • mary

      August 5, 2012 at 8:31 am

      This is a gorgeous jacket. I love Desigual clothes. You should definitely wear it. I have a lot of their clothes and I always get great comments when I wear them. Sometimes by wearing your fab jacket you will give others the courage to wear something they are hiding in their wardrobe. Why don’t you and your friends plan to go out for lunch and all wear something different to usual. You could start a new trend for your area!!

    • Shoshana

      August 5, 2012 at 9:20 pm

      SERIOUSLY! That jacket is so beautiful! You should absolutely wear it. Have strength!

    • JME

      August 7, 2012 at 9:22 pm

      Gorgeous! What size??

  102. Johnny

    August 1, 2012 at 5:46 pm

    I always dreamt of having and, most of all, wearing an original Scottish kilt but never had the guts to do it…

  103. Jake cuts

    August 1, 2012 at 5:48 pm

    Thank you for all you do ,one photo at a time!

  104. BJ

    August 1, 2012 at 5:48 pm

    A few years ago I bought a pair of eye-poppingly bright red-orange skinny pants for summer. Unfortunately, at the time, I was not skinny, and my entire closet was full of black, grey and white clothes. I never wore bright colors so I don’t know why I bought these pants. Every summer I would try them on but felt like I could never wear them out anywhere, so they hung in my closet. Since then I have lost 25 pounds and the bright red pants were too large so I gave them away. And this summer my closet is full of bright colors–yellow, turquoise, pink– and a pair of orange pants that I have worn a lot this summer! I love beautiful clothes and your site is inspirational and enjoyable.

  105. Anka

    August 1, 2012 at 5:48 pm

    At first I couldn’t remember single thing I want but actually never wore. But.. yes, I have it.
    Last year I really really want this black “boyfriend” shoes. I was prepared to die for them! And when I finally bought them and invest huge money in them (well, I’m student so my buget is not anything special but I thought I loved them and couldn’t live without them) I was so happy. Unfortunately, after some time I realized that I have nothing to wear with it because I almost don’t weat trousers and I feel too guyish wearing them.

    If nothing, I know I have to thing through my really-need-this list better next time!

  106. Jessica Olah

    August 1, 2012 at 5:51 pm

    I found a vintage ivory dress with a drop waist and lace collar from the ’80′s with a ’20′s feel to it. I felt amazing in it (in the store), and imagined that I’d wear it out in public with “the right shoes”. I’m still not sure what those shoes would be, so I’ve kept it in my closet unsure that I can pull it off. Every time I buy a new pair of shoes, I get it out and try it on with them, in hopes that something will click and I’ll feel brave enough to wear it out.

  107. Ariana

    August 1, 2012 at 5:51 pm

    For me, it was this beautiful blue/teal Desigual coat. (Picture here: )

    I bought it thinking I would wear it all the time in the winter months, but I’m never gutsy enough to do so. In the sea of black Canada Goose jackets, I’m afraid that I’ll just stick out way too much. Perhaps I need a bit more courage to wear it… in the form of your fantastic book?

  108. Janell

    August 1, 2012 at 5:53 pm

    For me, it was a tan khaki sarong. A few years ago, I was looking for that perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by a post I saw on this website where the men were wearing sarongs. Since the school I went to followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms, I thought it would be perfect! I looked up ways to tie a sarong, building up courage to buy the fabric needed to accomplish my look… I didn’t follow through and ended up wearing shorts :)

    Fashion is not for the faint of heart.

  109. Andre O

    August 1, 2012 at 5:54 pm

    This one is actually a recent experiment. I went to San Fransisco in early April with friends and saw a gentlemen flaunting a dark greenish vintage male tote bag. Instantly I began to mentally go through my wardrobe putting together a collection centered around the bag. About two months went by before i actually purchased the bag. I was in a j crew and i saw one and got excited enough to buy it. What seemed to be anticipation of the right “beach adventure” turned out to be procrastination from being self conscious . Long story short, the bag sits in my room now as a clean sock hamper.

  110. Madeline

    August 1, 2012 at 5:55 pm

    There comes a time when you see the most amazing piece of clothing and at that moment you must have it. For me it was a Marc Jacobs grecian inspired dress in an interesting shade of washed black (actually looks like a dk. brown). I have to say that it has been in my closet and moved with me…oh let’s say five years.

    The dress is definitely a blend of avant-garde with a grecian twist to it with an understated sexy appeal. Mind you I haven’t worn it yet! I always envisioned myself wearing this dress to some type of function such as the Art Institute of Chicago or the Museum of Contemporary Art. I can’t imagine wearing the dress anywhere else. I think it would be appreciated more in a creative and artistic environment.

    Hopefully I’ll wear it someday…I can’t seem to let go of it. It’s such a perfect fit and expresses my sartorial essence to a T!

  111. Layne

    August 1, 2012 at 5:57 pm

    My Mother’s very much 1980s silver fox fur jacket. I always coveted the thing. Since it has been in my possession I have only worn once. To the symphony. And the reason behind the choice that evening was the Montana winter weather. It was 20 degrees below zero with freezing winds. I did learn that evening that fur absolutely trumps synthetic weather breaking materials, but somehow silver fox fur still seems to be bit much for the lodge. Any lodge.

  112. Zach

    August 1, 2012 at 5:58 pm

    When I was in high school I loved to play basketball and played for my schools team all four years. I really wanted a pair of Jordan shoes I’d seen Ray Allen and Dan Dickau wear. They were a really cool shoe with that awesome elephant print Jordan is known for. Anyway, after waiting a year and finally buying them I found they were a bit to ostentatious for a skinny white kid in Montana. I never really wore but a few times and to be honest mostly just around the house. To this day they are in mint condition safely tucked away in my families basement.

  113. Pam

    August 1, 2012 at 5:58 pm

    When facing temporary hair-loss due to a medical treatment, I thought I’d combine humor and my favorite hobby, knitting. I made myself a “hallowig”, which is sort of a melding of a knit cap and cleopatra hair, only worse. The original design was meant to be silly, and it was. The trouble was, when push came to shove, my sense of humor in regard to my hairless self was close to nonexistent. I couldn’t wear the wig. I haven’t even found anyone to give it to, though I guess I should try. You can see someone else’s here:

    Oh, and my hair is back now. And, I hope, my sense of humor.

  114. Born Yuen

    August 1, 2012 at 6:02 pm

    some people believes in ‘you are what you eat’. I also believe in “You are what you wear”.

    My item of this topic is a black print tee-shirt, a silhouette of Jim Morrison head shot with the logo of The Doors. To me, this tee-shirt bears a cultural message of not only The Doors, but the profound rock scene of the 60′s.

    You may query that what so big deal of wearing a tee-shirt. But yes, I never wear it for so many years but just put it nicely & respectfully in my drawer.

    Well, we all agree (at least the friends here) that fashion or what you put on your body represents yourself, your belief & what your state of mind is, etc…

    & I don’t like to put on something that I don’t belong to, for example I wouldn’t dress a punk look if I don’t know what the Punk culture is. I find it rather pretentious, I respect more if someone could ‘wear his inner self out’.

    That is it. I am not sure if I have enough knowledge of the rock scene of the 60′s or qualified to wear this tee-shirt.

    Well, I’ve been listening more & more music, reading more & more books, I guess I could try it next time when I go to a rock show.

    Am I being too serious? For just a tee-shirt?

  115. Ian Bernardino

    August 1, 2012 at 6:02 pm

    My dream item of clothing is a perfecto leather jacket. Since I’m working on my style I want one, but my actual financial conditions don’t let me buy it ’cause here in Brazil they are so expensive. =/

    xo, Ian.

  116. Sofía

    August 1, 2012 at 6:03 pm

    Few years ago my mum bought me a Russian hat (in St. Petersburg) , beautiful and with a very soft chocolate-brown fur.
    I live in Mexico, so there’s almost no opportunity to wear it, so it has been in my closet for over 5 years, I long the day I can wear it and I even know how to wear it with, I’m even planning on wearing it next winter even if there’s not cold enough.

  117. R

    August 1, 2012 at 6:03 pm

    A few years ago I decided I wanted a trench coat. Bear in mind that this is not a contemporary tailored short version. I wanted a full trench coat (I think I had a picture of Alain Delon in my mind). My partner bought it for me as a gift…and I never wear it. I think I wore it once. Even when it rains I don’t wear it because it is so big and such a hassle. I don’t usually mind standing out, but I’m 5’5″ and I feel extremely self conscious in a trench coat…in Los Angeles.

  118. Janell

    August 1, 2012 at 6:04 pm

    For me, a tan sarong. I was searching for the perfect first day of school outfit and I was really inspired by men I saw here on the sartorialist wearing sarongs. The sarong had to be tan since my school followed a uniform policy of tan bottoms no higher than 2 inches above the knee. I was ready to take the high school fashion circuit by storm! I looked up different ways to tie the sarong , building up the courage to buy the fabric needed…I ended up wearing shorts.

  119. Nick

    August 1, 2012 at 6:05 pm

    I’m sure more than just me have done their fair share of inebriated shopping in SoHo. How easy is it to take in a boozy brunch on the Lower East Side and then meander (or stagger?) to the shops? The problem of impaired judgment is, of course, impaired judgment.

    The particular afternoon I have in mind involved unlimited mimosas and the company of a best friend–he is chic, but prone to enablement. Also, a green coat at Ben Sherman that I think I loved gazing upon more than I pondered wearing (had I ever done that I would be a couple hundred dollars richer today). I dreamed of narrowing the sleeves, taking in the sides, and looking as amazing with it on as it had looked all alone on its wooden hanger. But no one, least of all me, was there to tell me that that green was never going to work with my coloring.

    I can still remember the name of the shopgirl who, probably knowing I was drunk, and who was just as probably thrilled to have such an easy customer, threw me shade when I returned a year later asking for her. Again, drunk.

    All said, Autumn got her commission. I got my green coat. Anyone interested in taking it off my hands?

  120. Matthew

    August 1, 2012 at 6:08 pm

    I always admired my father when I was a boy, he was always wonderfully dressed in these amazing suits, but there were two jackets in particular which I specially loved: a navy blue blazer with white bottons made by a spanish designer and a beige linen jacket made in Italy, perfect for a breezy summer night out in town.
    I still have the linen jacket, its been lin my closet for 4 years and I still haven’t worn it because I think it might be too much or too “Italian mafia meets Ibiza hippies”.

    Loved the pictures in Loewe Madrid by the way!


  121. Jo

    August 1, 2012 at 6:10 pm

    Mine is a pair of kork-ease platform sandals just like the ones that were popular in the 70′s when I was just a little too young for them. I had to have them, but what I didn’t really process is that 3″ plus my height of 5′ 10 makes me taller than I’m comfortable being. So I’ve worn them once and keep them in their box.

  122. Brenda

    August 1, 2012 at 6:15 pm

    I have to say, an image of the coat on a hanger is a bit of a cop-out.
    You show us everyone else trying what they love. Buck up. Give us a photo of you in the jacket as you imagined it and let your fans and friends weigh in.

    • Nicole

      August 3, 2012 at 2:59 pm

      Seconded – in fact I smell a contest part 2 – picture of you/readers in the ‘what was I thinking’ item.

      • Alina

        August 4, 2012 at 8:31 am

        I couldn’t agree more, Nicole! I’ve really enjoyed all the stories, and if Scott were to agree, it would be amazing to see the readers.

  123. Sabrina

    August 1, 2012 at 6:17 pm

    It’s super funny that you posted this today because I was just scolded by my mother for being far too picky and not wearing the things I buy. I get so much inspiration and focus on how I’d like to dress from your blog that commenting on this was irresistible. I am now 19 but when I was 15 I was looking for a pair of perfect sneakers. I went to a hip shoe store in a hip area and walked out with these beautiful rare all red suede low-cut lace up Vans. They were perfect lovely and dramatic. I never wore them. They found a home with a friend of mine a year or two later. But I still remember those shoes with love and slight sadness at the lack of foresight on my part.

  124. Miss Vonroe

    August 1, 2012 at 6:19 pm

    For many years i dreamed of owning a fancy classy mac coat with the double buttons down the front and crisp collar. I watched these movies where women would look so elegant wearing them. But i couldnt find one- the ones i did find always had a problem…too expensive,not my colour etc. Plus i come from a country which is sunny most of the year!
    Anyway… When i was about 16 we were in Stockholm me and my brother were allowed to get one thing we really wanted.
    I wanted that coat.
    And i drove Everyone crazy about it.
    We spent TWO days looking for it all over and was becoming a nuisance! :p When i was just about to give up me and my cousin walked into Zara and BAM! It sat there like it was glowing. All white with beautiful buttons. ONE left in MY size. Happy Days!
    I loved it so much i was afraid to wear it! I was afraid it would snag on a nail and rip, get stained by coffee,get lost on a train. Terrible! One day i said ‘what the heck’ and wore it. Went out with my friends and you wouldnt believe it – my friend pours his drink all down the front accidentally!!!!!!
    Well, thank goodness for brilliant drycleaning. Years later i still have it, it still makes me feel all glamorous but it barely leaves my closet… sigh.
    You know what? I think ill try and wear it tomorrow ;)

  125. Veronica

    August 1, 2012 at 6:27 pm

    I think we have to be honest with ourselves and admit that there is never just one “What Was I Thinking,” moment in personal style but many; it’s how we develop a keener sense. Though, perhaps the one giving me the stink eye presently, is a multi-coloured, floral-print, cotton-gauze, ruffly-busted, vintage disaster. All good things for a summer wardrobe staple you say? Sure, if you’re a 1980s milkmaid who likes to shorten her mother’s day dresses, hemming them badly along the way. And I bought it like that. *gasp*

  126. Katrina

    August 1, 2012 at 6:28 pm

    My biggest disappointment of a purchase: a pair of Minnetonka Moccasin boots in brown suede. I was a freshman in college when I started to dream of one day owning them. First I saw them in s spread in Seventeen Magazine, then I saw multiple pictures of Kate Moss wearing them. Finally after two years of almost buying them, I splurged and bought a pair! They looked awful on me. Many of my friends thought they were cute on me, but in my head, I just couldn’t see it. I am 6’3, with a wee bit of curvature but combined with these boots, ick. After 4 years of trying to make them work, a resale shop bought them for $30. Maybe if I had Blake Lively’s legs, I could have worked something out.

  127. Benedicte

    August 1, 2012 at 6:30 pm

    Some years ago, on a cold winter day, I litterally ran into a (rabbit) fur coat by Claudie Pierlot in Au Bon Marché in Paris, and bought it at once. It was a little expensive for me, though affordable. But I have never been able to wear it, it seems I am ashamed of wearing fur ; I just can’t. And next winter, I am decided to give it away.

    • Rachel

      August 3, 2012 at 5:09 pm

      It sounds fabulous!

  128. Pietro

    August 1, 2012 at 6:30 pm

    A couple of years back I bought a pair of dark red lace up mocassins, thinking that it would be fun to match them, in winter, with a simple outfit of grey flannel trousers, a white shirt and a blue or charcoal cashmere sweater. It gave me a kick because when I was younger I had fallen in love with an Elton John song called “The Ballad of the Boy in the Red Shoes”, and had always dreamed of owning a pair, so when the occasion came I jumped at it! I eagerly purchased many other articles of clothing which complimented the shoes, I basically built my whole autumn/winter wardrobe around them, but never actually had the nerve to go out in them. I would dress accordingly, put them on, walk in front of the mirror, think how handsome I looked, and then as I was opening the front door, I always took them off and instead slip on the shell cordovans I usually wear or some other less outrageous piece of footwear . Every year I think I have the courage to wear them, and then I always chicken out. This year I have resolved to wear them at least once, so I’ll finally be the boy in the red shoes!

    Keep up the great work, love the blog, you’ve been in my bookmarks since forever!
    Warm regards

  129. Katie

    August 1, 2012 at 6:33 pm

    A pair of suspenders! I imagined I’d wear these kind of quirky and trendy outfits, but I never felt like I had the right things to go with them…or maybe I just couldn’t muster up the courage. I think suspenders could much more easily go dorky than trendy.

  130. Sunwoo

    August 1, 2012 at 6:34 pm

    I remember going through my grandfather’s closet after he had passed away about five years ago. My grandfather used to be a president of a renown insurance company in South Korea before IMF and he had been very meticulous and chic with the types of clothing he wore. While other fashionistas wore Burberry or Other well known clothes back in the time in Seoul, South Korea, my grandfather wore unique types of clothes, such as from Martin Margiela, Paul Smith, Lanvin, etc. As always my grandfather stood out in a crowd due to what he wore since nobody else wore the styles of clothes. As a result, I did find a yellow, camel Martin Margiela blazer top with elongated bottom ends with power shoulders. I thought of wearing that blazer but it would look like a child wearing his father’s suit. Therefore I have been avoiding in wearing that 15+ yrs old blazer.
    I always wanted to wear that Martin Margiela Blazer as a reminder of my late grandfather, but I never wore anything out of proportion in size or color. I always wear clean cut, chic, fit-to-body type clothes from Raf Simons, Marc Jacobs, Paul Smith, etc. I even thought the camel color would not suit me! Normally the cool colors, gray, blue, white, black, or some less warm tone colors work for me. But never brown, dark red, or yellow. But this year, I will be visiting my late grandfather’s house again and wish to try to wear that camel colored blazer for this winter.
    Thank you for this post, I could not stop myself from writing this comment since it reminded me so much of that Martin Margiela blazer.

  131. Ahmad

    August 1, 2012 at 6:35 pm

    I bought a pair of red skinnies and always tried to find the right time to wear them or the right thing to wear them with. But after the Givenchy show I’m finally going to wear them and I don’t care what its with! It is very loud but who cares I love being noticed!

  132. James

    August 1, 2012 at 6:35 pm

    When I was in college, I worked in a menswear shop on King Street in Charleston, SC. I went to an arts middle and high school, so it was a ton of fun to finally get to dress the way I wanted to and to spend my time getting to know the clothes.
    I couldn’t really wear a suit to the studio every day, so I didn’t actually have that many suits & sport coats when I started work. I got to the point where I needed to start to look more the part of dapper salesman pretty quickly. I didn’t care for the suits we had in the shop at the time, so I walked to the neighboring shop across the street. We had a pretty good relationship with these guys, so this wasn’t seen as a transgression by my boss.
    That’s when I saw what was, I thought, the perfect suit. It was a winter-weight wool/cashmere blend three piece suit. Two button with horn buttons, side vented, bold chalk striped that wasn’t quite navy–more like something between Air Force blue and Royal blue half-struck. It was a BEAUTIFUL suit. It was also totally impractical because Charleston’s practically tropical, but I instantly saw myself in it, with a simple white shirt and a neat pattern tie, smoking a cigar somewhere enjoying my fantasy millions I’d make as an artist & author. Like any good piece of art, it was beautiful and a little unnecessary.
    I asked the salesman, Steve, how much this Burberry slice of awesome was. “Oh, we’d give you the merchant’s discount, so 10% off the ticket price.”
    “Which is how much?”
    Needless to say, I didn’t buy the suit. I worked at that shop about six years and came by a lot of other beautiful suits, sport coats, shirts and ties that I still wear in my classroom today, many moons later. That one still haunts me a bit.

  133. Alicia Chon

    August 1, 2012 at 6:37 pm

    My BCBG vertically-striped black and white button down, shrunken to delicately meet my waist. When I saw it online, I envisioned wearing it over a paper-thin white tee, complimented by a pair of skinny dark blue jeans that hugged my hips generously. It would be “the” item of the season, an updated classic. Yet when I received it in the mail, I realized that I had seen this shirt before – on Eddie Van Halen circa 1978. To this day, it has collected dust in the back of my closet, and only once did I consider resuscitating it: on Halloween when I was a ‘sexy prisoner.’

  134. Sam

    August 1, 2012 at 6:42 pm

    My story is very similar to yours Scott. I bought a beautiful Eton linen shirt. It’s navy blue with a pink/white paisley and floral pattern. It caught my eye in a store and I fell in love. I pictured wearing it with grey wool pants or even blue jeans. However, I too would feel too self conscious wearing it because of how bold it is. It would draw too much attention to itself! It looks more like a piece of art. Although its a summer shirt, I’d rather wear it with a blazer to cover up most of it. Maybe when it gets cooler I’ll do that. But every time the season gets cooler, my chance slips away. You can’t really wear that shirt in the winter months, so I have a small window of time to wear it. Crossing my fingers that this season will be the one!

  135. Francesca

    August 1, 2012 at 6:42 pm

    For me, far too many pairs of high heels!
    I buy high heels thinking oh I’ll wear them with this and that, but the ideas are never translated into my outfit, always back to my trusty black ballet flats.
    I’m 6ft tall, so if I even reach for my heels there is an outcry from my friends who are all 5ft nothing!!!
    I will need to move to the land of supermodels!

  136. Mary

    August 1, 2012 at 6:44 pm

    There have been many. But what came to mind immediately was the first time. I grew up in Newport Beach (Calif) at a time when we still had to travel long distances to get to any decent stores (which we only very rarely did, and usually not for me). The first time I felt that yeah, while I loved the look of something, I wasn’t necessarily going to feel good wearing it. I was only 9 years old and I didn’t think it through exactly like that, but I know that as much as I had to have that white (fake) fur pea coat with the gold buttons — my mom finally relented — I could just never bring myself to wear it. It never even made it out of my room because it just absolutely embarrassed me when I had it on, even when I was completely alone. There have been other such moments (sadly, this still happens from time to time, albeit less often as I get older). Even now I remember the long racks of coats where I spied my fur, where my mom tried to steer me to something a little more practical. And I remember the smell of the store, though I forget the name of it. I remember the neighborhood though, it was right across the street from the Earl Scheib place, where you could get your car painted for $29.99.

  137. Lisa O.

    August 1, 2012 at 6:47 pm

    This is such a great question!
    My answer- a trench coat. I bought a new Burberry one back when it was $550.
    I returned it immediately though because I was afraid that it would look too flashy against my simpler but still classic pieces back then.

  138. Patricia

    August 1, 2012 at 6:48 pm

    Omg, I still have it. I was in Milan ten years ago and everybody had this mule shoes that are cowboy style. I spent my whole stay looking for one in my size (they’re leather color and look like python leather). They look so Italian!!!
    The day before I left I found a pair on my size! I don’t know they look so flashy and I have tried with everything… I still like them… but impossible to wear it

  139. John M.

    August 1, 2012 at 6:49 pm

    I own in my wardrobe for years a scotish tailored kilt. I always dreamed about to be that william lawsows man running in the mountains with a big horse and impress some beautiful girl. The true fact is that i met a special girl, that love a man in kilt. I never wear it to much times, 1 or 2 days i had courage to dress it over these years, one of them was in a party. I’m not a william lawsons model or some tall builted d&G model but one day i had braveness enough to wear it only and specially for her when we go out to know each other, and it worked so good ; ), hugs.

  140. geoff

    August 1, 2012 at 6:49 pm

    As a teenager I saw a pink sweater at a discount store. I’m not sure what possessed me, but I fell in love with it. Imagine a teenage boy wearing a pink sweater to school. I may have even bought it with my own money. Luckily mom made it “accidentally” disappear before I could do something foolish and wear it out. Keep in mind that this was during the mid 1970s when men did NOT wear bright colors, never mind pink.

    • Name*

      August 3, 2012 at 1:49 pm

      For some reason I totally get that story! Its sad, but yes, probably best it disappeared.

  141. Sevan

    August 1, 2012 at 6:54 pm

    I always wanted to wear hats. I got this beautiful felt, taupe, masculine hat with a black gros grain ribbon.
    Then for summer, I bought a straw hat in the same style but I’m not gutsy enough to wear them outside.
    I gave away the felt one and kept the summer one thinking : I live in Florida I can wear it at the beach, but haven’t done that either. Yet.

  142. Marie-Eve @aprettynest

    August 1, 2012 at 6:54 pm

    Oh my ! I have that peplum dress that I bought as ASOS this spring. I was seeing peplum everywhere and it just doesn’t look good on me ! I should have passed, but I got the trendy bug !

  143. Ramon

    August 1, 2012 at 6:58 pm

    I’ve always been fascinated by the atmosphere and the history of the movie Casablanca. Since I saw it for the first time when I was a 16 or 17 years old kid I’ve been dreaming of wearing a trench coat with a fedora under the rain in a Humphrey Bogart’s Rick Blaine style but I never did, I always felt too young to wear a trench a coat, silly thought! Definitely this coming Christmas it’s going to be my best present!

  144. Kayla

    August 1, 2012 at 7:00 pm

    I’ve always been the one to look at my bank account, say I should save, and then realize I suddenly want something and it supersedes everything else. This the case with the most perfect cowboy boots in the ever after entire world. They are fitted to my calves (I have slim legs) and they are an almost nude color. Very exciting. I forewent some more gas in my tank and bought them at a vintage store. I wear them? My toe circulation is cut off and I’m pretty sure my bones are squeezed together. I try SO HARD to make them work but they’re just so painful. Sad.

  145. Annika

    August 1, 2012 at 7:00 pm

    I finally made my dream purchase of a pair of gorgeous, versatile Prada pumps….2 months before I got pregnant with our first baby. The pinched a bit before, and ever since there just hasn’t been a chance.

    (Thankfully, in this age of great consignment, the net loss wasn’t too bad).

  146. Mia Wolff

    August 1, 2012 at 7:06 pm

    Sartorialist: I use to be in the circus (double trapeze–I was the catcher). We made our own costumes, and the last costume we began was based on some slinky, full-of-holes outfit that Cher wore. It was lavender with carefully placed, transparent nude-cloth filled holes and encrusted with different colored rhinestones. It was made from shiny stretch satin and velvet. We never got to wear them because there was an accident where my partner broke her arm. We returned to NYC and my partner became a pattern maker and I went back to painting. But I still remember that costume and long to have actually wore it in a performance.

  147. skullandthrones

    August 1, 2012 at 7:06 pm

    I think the most “what was I thinking” item I have has to be gray, heavy wool jacket for winter. It was such a nice shade of gray with black fur on the collar and inside lining. The length was perfect too for winter.
    The jacket looked so reminiscent of the stereotypical mobster that I fell in love with it instantly. It was very comfortable and worked great in the winter, but it was so outlandish that there was no way I would fit in anywhere when wearing it. It felt more like a costume than a real piece that I would want to keep for years and years.
    Eventually I donated to a local program called Coats for the Cold, so maybe someone found it and had the same mobster pipe dreams as me or I hope someone got it and it kept them warm on cold nights.

  148. Rowena

    August 1, 2012 at 7:07 pm

    I am from Australia and a few years ago i took a holiday in Europe & visited several countries. I have always had this dreamy notion of shopping in Europe & all the unique items i would find. I went shopping alone so i was dreamy as ever :) with no one to give a second opinion but a paradise for me!
    At a little market in Brussels i purchased this second hand jumpsuit – sleeveless with long legs in a synthetic summer weight fabric. It certainly dated back to the early 80′s! It had a wild floral/safari style yellow, black, white & blue print. It was a little big for me but of course i would take it in :) I dreamed of turning up to a a party or a bar with friends & looking very cool & (somehow) elegant.

    Unfortunately on arrival back to Australia, some items just don’t seem realistic! The jumpsuit is still in the wardrobe & the only event i have worn it to is a fancy dress party with the theme ‘OTT’ which translates to ‘Over the top’ !

  149. Josephine

    August 1, 2012 at 7:08 pm

    What a fun contest! I’m already enjoying reading people’s stories.

    My item is a super low back Vanessa Bruno crepe black dress. I’ve always adored backless dresses, and I thought this one was classy yet sexy. Obviously, it was a fantasy-driven purchase because that was almost 5 years ago, and I have not worn it once. It’s too revealing for all the special occasions that have come up (or maybe that’s just an excuse because I’m too chicken to wear it out of the safety of my home). It’s still hanging in my closet, and I keep thinking that I’ll hack it (maybe split it into a top and skirt?) so that it’s more practical and will someday see sunlight.

  150. Alex

    August 1, 2012 at 7:12 pm

    I bought a beautiful vintage leopard-print trench coat by Blizzand, Paris, in a vintage shop in NY on my honeymooon a couple of years ago.

    I imagined wearing it over a fine black dress, with mod makeup and big sunglasses, a la Audrey Hepburn.

    Unfortunately I am no Audrey Hepburn and on me it looks like I forgot my gold court-shoes, frosted tips, coral lipstick and support hose.

  151. Sydnie

    August 1, 2012 at 7:12 pm

    I have always really want a 1960s Pucci vintage dress. I saved and saved, and I finally brought it as my first major designer purchase. I got super excited. However, the dress was too casual for everyday wear, but not dressy enough for formal wear. Plus the pattern was not as pleasant looking in person. I only wore it once, but now it sits forever in my closet :P

  152. Ramon

    August 1, 2012 at 7:14 pm

    Since I first saw the film Casablanca when I was a 16 or 17 year’s old kid I’ve been dreaming of wearing a trench coat with a fedora in a Humphrey Bogart’s Rick Blaine’s style but I always felt like being too young to wear it, nonsense probably! Definitely, this is going to be my next Christmas best present!

  153. Laura Lee

    August 1, 2012 at 7:14 pm

    My vintage I.Magnin dress; a fitted bodice, black and covered in sequins, and flaring out beautifully into three cascading tiers. It gave the effect of having been dipped in water. I imagined myself wearing it out to an elegant event perhaps with a cigarette in one hand and my hair done up in a perfect twist. I think I wanted it so badly because I remember my mother wearing a dress very similar to that and I always loved watching her getting dressed and putting on makeup. (It’s a very special thing to be able to watch your mother transform into something other than “mommy” and into a beautiful woman.) So anyway, I wanted to transform into a beautiful woman. I knew it was a couple of sizes too big but I ordered it anyway. What couldn’t a good tailor do? The dress came. I immediately put it on and it just hung lifelessly on my body. I promised myself that I would find a good tailor and have it fitted to my body. Five years later, I still haven’t had a reason to wear it and it hangs in my dressing room covered in clear plastic. It reminds me of how my mother looked to me when I was younger so I keep it and haul it with me where ever I go.

  154. Lu

    August 1, 2012 at 7:14 pm

    Last spring i bought in Buenos Aires this beautiful summer, flowy, floral chiffon dress. It´s kind of a summer-evening-country-wedding dress, and of course, i never had one since i bought it, and I guess I´m not attending one for a while. Meanwhile the dress is just waiting there, in my closet. I offer it to everybody, since i feel sad for him, hanging there, but of course, no one can use it, because in the south hemisphere is winter now and people just dont have in winter.

  155. Jess Stephens

    August 1, 2012 at 7:15 pm

    I’ve dreamed of owning and wearing this Jil Sander dress: ever since it hit the runway in 2010. While the cut is exactly my taste, the colors and large non-monochrome flower are not, but in every photo I’ve seen of this dress in fashion magazines, blogs, and newspapers, the flower seems to bleed off the fabric into a more immediate version of reality. I’m nowhere near the income bracket required to purchase it (even second hand) but it’s so stellar to just look at reproduced images of it!

  156. Brianne

    August 1, 2012 at 7:19 pm

    I purchased a vintage Chanel bag last that I am afraid to use b/c I am scared I am going to ruin it. Its just sitting in my closet… waste!

  157. Meghan

    August 1, 2012 at 7:21 pm

    Don’t throw it out it is Fabulous!! It doesn’t seem too bold. Work it in this Fall! Do it with a dark denim and black v neck sweater and cool scarf and a grea black boot!!!

  158. John S

    August 1, 2012 at 7:24 pm

    I had this really cool Belstaff leather motorcycle jacket. It had the colar strap and belt. I felt very Steve McQueen when I bought it but never got the nerve to wear it. I always felt I should be on a motorcycle when I put it on even though I never have been on one in my life. Out of fear of being a poser, I let that jacket sit in my closet for years. I eventually gave it to a good friend after his divorce but I still look longingly at those Belstaff jackets when I see them. It was one of those purchases I should have held off making until the next day when I probably would have had more sense.

  159. Kimberly

    August 1, 2012 at 7:27 pm

    A pale yellow cocktail dress, beautifully beaded all around the front, thin spaghetti straps crisscrossing over the scoop back. Problem? I am a very large breasted woman who cannot go without a well fitted bra. It still has the tags on it that were on it in 2003. Yep, still have it.

  160. Jonny

    August 1, 2012 at 7:31 pm

    For me it has to be my Batman cape and mask. Had it for absolute years-well, 21 to be exact. Such a versatile outfit, it went with absolutely everything. It was an amazing piece of outerwear now that I remember. That outfit got me out of all sorts of trouble (no five year old ever dreamt about messing with Batman), then again, it did get me into quite a bit as well for that matter. Countless summers were spent incognito, only revealing my identity when mum said I had to. Alas, I’m now way too old to bring myself to put it on however much i want to (for memory’s sake… obviously). The horoscope section of the metro paper tells me as a cancerian I tend to hoard slightly, but those kind of memories are very difficult to part with. Hence the reason I CANNOT give up the cape and mask, but in the same breath cannot get myself to put it back on. Unfortunately those once glistening and immaculate objects have now become an epitaph of a misspent and slightly distant youth, and have now sadly taken residence in a dusty and decrepit corner of my wardrobe . Half of me wants to say ‘f’ it and whack it on. Who knows, I just might wear it on the tube into work. If that does happen dear readers, and you do happen to be on the same carriage during such an occasion, please don’t mistake me for the Fathers for Justice Batman that scaled Buckingham palace back in 2004.

  161. Jenny Z.

    August 1, 2012 at 7:35 pm

    A few years ago, I knew a guy who owned a pair of bright, DC skater shoes. I really liked how they looked and was inspired by how a lot of K-pop stars incorporate that “skater” / “street” look into their outfits, so I bought a pair of DC shoes. The colors were really bright, but on my feet the shoes seemed like big, clunky clown shoes. I wore them out a few times, and it just seemed awkward to look down and see huge, neon-colored bricks where my feet should’ve been. I still like them, but they’ve been sitting in my closet, mostly unworn, for 4 years.

  162. Georgina

    August 1, 2012 at 7:36 pm

    for me it is a pair of red pumps that i made my mum buy for me when i was 14. USO 1920′s style with a cute little 2” heel. even back then i had an appreciation for a vintage look. i saw them in the store and begged, pleaded, pouted… “georgina, where will you wear these?” “mummy there is a dance on friday and maybe i could wear them then or to another dance or maybe if we go out to a nice dinner or maybe on thanksgiving or maybe to christmas dinner or hey aren’t we going to new york for easter?”
    … i never wore them to a dance or to a dinner, and that summer i proceeded to grow 5 inches. at my now 5’11” height, i am terrified of any sort of heel. i still have them in the back of my closet because they are still adorable and are of miracle status. (they are 9.5′s but i can still fit my size 11, elephant feet into them! what!?!?!?)
    i don’t think i’ll ever have the heart to throw them out… mark my words, soon i’ll be invited to a 1920′s formal dress up party and i will be thankful i never did.

  163. Martine

    August 1, 2012 at 7:36 pm

    Thats the story with just about every pair of high heels, except for those with a sufficient platform to soften the arch, that I have ever bought. I love the look of simple, elegant heels with no stacking. But whenever I try to wear them, I find myself sitting in just my stockings or bare feet, holding them in my hands at a party, or leaving them under my chair at a restaurant. In fact my friends have dubbed certain shoes with high arches “hand shoes”. Gucci has some lovely hand shoes with a chain strap out right now.

  164. Reem

    August 1, 2012 at 7:36 pm

    Ok well I don’t really have a lot of famous brand names in my wardrobe; I’m still a student and most of the clothes i have, i can easily live without. BUT their is few items that every year i have the same dilemma “keep them or not to keep them” and the lucky item that has survived many seasons IS: my turquoise shirt, wait don’t judge it is not a regular shirt from the back it is so perfectly sewed with colorful flowers. From the sides their is different lines each is so detailed. The length of the arm is so perfect that is makes me feel it is only tailored for me. Being that said now you know why i can’t give it away but the reason why i want to give it away in the first place IS: it is so different NOT me, don’t get me wrong i love different but it’s not my personality. I hope it won’t survive another year.

  165. Martine

    August 1, 2012 at 7:37 pm

    I can’t wait for your new book. I have the first one.

  166. Stephanie

    August 1, 2012 at 7:37 pm

    These comments are wonderful! Garance wrote a great post a while back about finding one’s style and making lots of missteps along the way. I am like that – I take a turn around a style corner and then have to do a 180 quite regularly! A few years ago I bought a few vintage DvF dresses. Nothing terribly extravagant, but I was obsessed with amassing a small collection. The thing is though that my style is more simple and classic than than sexy and patterned. I sometimes wish I had a 70s diva in me, but as the dresses and heaps of shoes other than completely flat ones pile up in my closet, I must face the truth.

  167. Ness

    August 1, 2012 at 7:40 pm

    Oh gosh, I have a few, but the real winner is an off-white blouse with a ruffled and pleated collar. I’d been dying to get a slightly ruffled or pleated blouse a few years ago and happened to find this one at a secondhand store for ridiculously cheap. I had my grandma help me alter it to fit my smaller bust and thought I’d teach in it at least once a week! No way. The fabric is really stiff and the collar is totally strange. It has strings that are obviously meant to be tied, but I can’t for the life of me figure out how without looking totally up tight. This is probably the year to get rid of the thing and find more flattering ruffles and pleats. I’ve seen them. They’re out there.

  168. Michael C

    August 1, 2012 at 7:41 pm

    Years ago I had my eye on these green down filled Prada Sport ski pants. They were so over the top but I figured I’d be the coolest, chicest guy on the slopes and in the lodge. I literally envisioned myself being so cool on ski trips although one problem, I don’t know how to ski. I made up this entire story in my head centered around these ski pants. I’d have a group of friends go out of town for the weekend with me and I’d learn how to ski and we’d have an amazing weekends drinking cocktails après ski in the lodge etc…. Anyhow I never even wore them and sold them on eBay a few months ago.


  169. RF

    August 1, 2012 at 7:41 pm

    5+ years ago, I found a gorgeous vintage Christian Dior jacket at a thrift store: $40!
    It’s cream-colored crepe wool with small shoulder pads and slender sleeves. The closure is asymmetrical, closing with glossy,almost-spherical black buttons that make a sexy semicircle from my collarbone, across the torso, and down to the hip. Same buttons on the cuffs. The plackets of the jacket lay over each other tulip-style.
    Even describing it, I think, “Why don’t I wear this? It has everything I love!” Contrasting colors that don’t look to stark, softness mixed with severity, sexy without being vulgar, flattering asymmetry, and bold yet neutral.
    I’ve put it in the donate pile and taken eBay pictures at least as many times as I’ve tried to integrate it into an outfit.
    Maybe I’m just afraid of perfection. Maybe it’s just the wrong size …

  170. Ingrid Weir

    August 1, 2012 at 7:45 pm

    Mistakes, I’ve made a few. And they’ve always come from the same place: when I link up the clothing I’m trying on with a concept in my brain. Not pieces that I have bought after looking in the mirror and getting an instinctive ‘Yes’.

  171. Carola

    August 1, 2012 at 7:48 pm

    ah haha, I really love this contest Scott! Mainly because it is humbling to know that all of us dream of something unrealistic. We think that because it looks amazing on the hanger, it will look amazing on us.
    I bought a dark green blazer a couple of seasons ago. It looked amazing on the hanger and I fell in love with it, the quality, the shape, everything was perfect (but nor perfect FOR me). The problem is, it is too long for me and I have known for ages that this type of blazer makes me look tinier, it just does not sit on my hips as it “should”. What is worse now is that I am happily pregnant _yes, for the first time_ and I was hoping it would look different with this rounded body. Nothing further from truth :(. My dream of it becoming one of my favourite blazers is gone. I does not look good on me and I need to accept that it will never. Eventhough I got it from at a discount price, it still was pricey (you can imagine this feels even worse since I thought I was making the investment of my life).
    The best part of this though _for me_ is the unexpected and the non control part. The unexpected humbling experience that really, we can control nothing, not even our bodies from changing, we cannot force it to take the shapes we imagine we can, and certainly, we cannot force it to fit in something it will not fit.
    Thank you for this thought provoking moment!

  172. Melissa

    August 1, 2012 at 7:50 pm

    For me that one piece of clothing no longer exists, I have always lacked a little bit of confidence and was afraid of what people would say or think depending on what I wore, so there were a couple of items in my closet that I just didn’t believe I could pull off. Although I haven’t reached my optimal best self I have gotten much better. Maybe the words don’t come out of my mouth but at least my style speaks for itself.
    p.s. I really like your site

  173. Kurt Feero

    August 1, 2012 at 7:51 pm

    I can think of two things actually. Both I have been told are sound investments of the male wardrobe. Dead classics they say, well I have reached that age when a classic can be horrific and very frumpy. They would be my blue summer blazer with working sleeve buttons (how Pitti!) and my “modern” trench coat. I have tried every was possible way to style that trench, with Converse and slim jeans and a Wang T, to a cashmere fitted sweater and sockless wingtips. No matter what I do I look in the mirror and see the lead character from “Get Smart” staring back at me. Middle aged and dowdy. The blazer on the other hand reads Palm Beach on me. Now matter how cool my shoes are, and how great my vintage leather bracelet? My born preppiness just shines through. The jacket needs to be brighter, shorter or seriously distressed. So the “no fail classics” have set in my closet for over 5 years now. I keep trying to get rid of them but I keep thinking I will hit the right styling note to make them work. After reading the stories from everyone else? I am getting rid of them next week, good riddance to bad clothing kharma! Oh by the way, I could rock the hell out of that Ralph jacket. Just sayin’!

  174. gustav

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  175. Catherine

    August 1, 2012 at 7:54 pm

    My beauty in the closet is a Boden black, light-weight wool blazer with a beautiful floral lining. I had wanted something like this for years (and agonized a long time over whether to spend the money). I saw myself wearing it with jeans and a white button-down, sort of a feminine androgyny picture. The problem is that I am slender but not at all androgynous so I just feel silly with it on and can’t find a way to wear it that I’ll actually leave the house in. Just another reason to stick with thrift and consignment stores!

  176. Edna M

    August 1, 2012 at 7:57 pm

    2 years ago I bought a navy pleated skirt and I thought I will look so chic a la Roberto Cavalli but I ended up not wearing it because I feel I looked huge in it (I’m talking about my butt) But I still have it in my closet and I’m pretty sure I will wear it this year. At least that’s what I like to think.

  177. mike

    August 1, 2012 at 8:00 pm

    mine would be a seersucker jacket. i was reading a fashion magazine a few years ago and seersucker was the “it” thing of the season. i found one to my liking but they didn’t have my size. they told me to check their other branch. two stores later, they have it so bought it. it’s been on my closet ever since, still with the price tag.

    what was i thinking????

  178. Jane

    August 1, 2012 at 8:05 pm

    When I was 20 and living in London I fell in love with a magazine cover where the model was wearing a Vivienne Westward corset. I LOVED this piece and even though it was so far out of my comfort zone (and debt-laden financial zone!) I spent my plane ticket home on it. And… never wore it; not once. I had told my family a big lie to get the money together for another ticket and I felt so bad that every time I looked at it I felt sick! I still feel bad.
    Ten years ago when I was moving I gave it to homeless centre. Just couldn’t justify trying to sell it!

    • Jaygo

      August 2, 2012 at 6:05 pm

      I think this item has a story o it’s own – and you go to be part of it. Wonder where it is now?

  179. Calvin

    August 1, 2012 at 8:05 pm

    For myself there is one thing that comes to mind, but there is plenty enough time left to make it work. Hickoree’s Hard Goods did a collaboration with William Kroll from the Tender Co. this last winter making a pair of Hill-Side and Tender Co. jeans called THS-129. They only made 10 of the jeans and sold at a fairly steep price. I ended up purchasing the jeans and have worn them here and there but see them everyday hanging while I put on something else… the coming seasons of cold weather will help but they do not see the wear they truly deserve.

  180. Jupe

    August 1, 2012 at 8:12 pm

    A pair of vintage 80s pants from Goodwill (for $1.49, at least I got a steal!). I have always loved high-waisted, peg-leg, slouch pocket pants and fell in love with the comfy-ness an funky-ness of these navy ones with a spot/diamond pattern…I tried them on at Goodwill and thought they’d be ridiculously chic with a bodysuit or white top and a pair of good sandals and some gold accessories. I do NOT know WHAT I was thinking!!! I brought them home and the hubby asked if they were pajamas and told me they made were “not the best he’d seen in the butt area”. My sister laughed at me right to my face. Everytime I’ve asked somebody how to make them work…well, I just end up trading them for another pair of pants. I look absurd!!!

  181. Iris

    August 1, 2012 at 8:15 pm

    For me it’s a pair of Dr. Marten’s boots that I bought around ’99 and I never wore because I originally wanted the knee-high ones but my mother wouldn’t allow me to get those, just the short ankle-high booties :( So I compromised and bought those, but they never looked quite right on my feet.. Ah well!! Best of luck on your book!! I recently came across your work and I’m a fan already!! :)

  182. Claudia

    August 1, 2012 at 8:15 pm

    On a trip to Hong Kong when I was ten years old, I bought a reversible black velvet and apple green silken jacket, with loop buttons and that iconic short chinese-style collar. I was so happy because there were things like this all over Hong Kong but they were usually priced very expensively and I never expected to find one for myself in a children’s size.

    Although this jacket wouldn’t look out of place in the crowded streets of Hong Kong, back home in Australia I struggled to find a way of wearing it without feeling embarrassed.

    I’m now nearly 18 years old, haven’t worn it once; but if I should decide to wear it I can, because it still fits :)

  183. Yasmina

    August 1, 2012 at 8:17 pm

    Hi Sartorialist!
    The item of clothing I always dreamt of wearing is my great grandmas wedding dress. It was worn by her in her wedding in Peru in 1898 I believe. It was a high neck long sleeved black dress. It was black because she was in mourning because of the war Peru had just lost. It had real white flowers pinned on to the skirt all down the skirt.

    I always dreamt of wearing it because it seems like such a beautiful wedding gown (except for being black jejej)… Anyhow, I will scan the photo of her and email it to you guys some time.

    Much love and cheers,

  184. Barbara

    August 1, 2012 at 8:23 pm

    I have a shoe thing. I am always drawn to the highest, sexiest pair of expensive shoes that then sit in my wardrobe like fine works of Art. A beautiful pair of hot pink sky high Gina stilettos have been sitting pretty in my wardrobe for neary 15 years! One day they will come back in fashion and I’ll have the perfect occasion to wear them, surely?

  185. Olga Z.

    August 1, 2012 at 8:23 pm

    I really, really wanted a pair of Jimmy Choos. I had an appropriate event for them: my friend’s fancy wedding. I had an appropriate dress to match the beauty. I found a great deal at Housing Works, which I love dearly. I had to fight my husband who (silly) is persuaded that one woman can have a finite number of shoes. Well, not in my case! Besides they were the Choos! I got them, I got a hairdo, I wore my pearls, clutch, dress & shoes. It only lasted for the first couple of hours of the wedding. My foot slipped on the carpet, & one heel dramatically broke on me! My mood was spoiled, my whole outfit fell apart in my mind, we danced and stuff, but the Choos cowardly hid in the corner. After I got home I investigated on how I could replace the heel. But I doubt I will! The shoes sit in my closet, fabulous, desirable & absolutely unwearable. The proof that the husbands might be right!

  186. Josi

    August 1, 2012 at 8:25 pm

    I have a similar story but it ends quite happily. About 4 years ago, when I still fawned new collections and red carpets but felt unable to incorporate any kind of daring into my own wardrobe, I found a tan fringe suede leather jacket at a vintage store. It was more than a little ridiculous but at the same time it reminded me of my dad and it was just so incredibly “Americana” in every way. It was so cheap that I bought it. Well… it ended up sitting in my closet for years. I would put it on over a floral sundress or dark wash jeans and a plain t-shirt and turn back for another jacket every single time. I just couldn’t leave the house wearing the jacket even though I knew it was perfect and interesting. Finally this past fall I decided to take the plunge and wear the fringe jacket. It became my signature piece all through the winter and spring. I just had to wait for the right time for the jacket to enter my repertoire.

  187. Mr Rory Docherty

    August 1, 2012 at 8:28 pm

    I bought a pair of Alexander McQueen wide leg light weight black wool trousers with embroidered roses and thorns all down the sides of both legs, from waist to hem. They were and still are amazing.
    But, not only are they such a ‘piece’ that require the bravado and occasion to wear them, I bought them over 4 sizes to big!- but they were on sale!!! Size 32″ waist, and I was a size 27″…
    So they had major reconstructive surgery, and now are so snug if the perfect occasion actually arose, it would have to be standing only, and strictly no eating.

    What was I thinking?

  188. Carmen

    August 1, 2012 at 8:28 pm

    Hi! It’s a beautiful coat if I win you could sent it to me with the book ;)

    The thing is since I was a teenager I had always wanted a black leather perfecto jacket. I hated how I dressed then, it was plain, boring and too classic and I though a black leather jacket would be a good solution for it, I actually tried my dad´s leather jacket and loved how it looked with my jeans and flowered blouses. Finally when I turned 18 my parents present was the long time desired jacket…and actually I found I didn’t liked it, not because of the idea but because the jacket my mom had chosen. It had a cut that made my back and shoulders look twice as big and my waist not as small as it was. I know I should have told her then I didn’t like it but I didn’t have the courage to make her feel bad about my present, which I know she had given thought and time to.
    So know 4 years later I have just used the jacket a couple of days..and still want a black leather perfecto jacket. But what I should do, buy a new one and tell my mom one can never really have too many leather jackets? I don’t like the jacket but it is really special to me because it’s my eighteen’s present and my mom gave it to me saying “I am sure is a good leather jacket and will last your whole life” … There is no choice I think I will try one more year to make it work for me, even though I feel like a fat motorist wearing it. And well if it still doesn’t work it can always hang on my closet and remind me of my mom.

  189. Astridd

    August 1, 2012 at 8:32 pm

    My story has two What was I thinking moments…
    My husband bought me a Burberry purse for my 25 birthday because I had told him I looooved it when I saw it at the boutique. When I had it in my hands I asked to myself: What was I thinking? because at that moment I thought it was too “grown up” for me since I was living a pink fase ( I know, I had a problem, a serious one) I gave it to my older sister and of course she was more than happy. I am now 33 and every time I look to the Burberry store it hurts my eyes to watch the prices and then I think: What was I thinking??? :(

  190. Carla

    August 1, 2012 at 8:33 pm

    It was an Autumn just like any other.. Autumn 2010.. Only this Autumn, I was taking my first trip to Shanghai!
    Packing for such a trip is generally a several week process; The first week I jot down notes of inspiration and get the fundamentals locked on the looks I’ll be wearing. The second week is for breaking it down day by day based on what activities I have planned and the last week is dedicated to making my looks consistent and finalization of accessories.
    During this entire period I included the pieces that I planned on having made at the infamous Shanghai South Bund Fabric Market. My fashion forward cousin had been living in Shanghai since that May and was my scout in the trenches. My pie’ce de re’sistance was a cloak that was inspired by a Valentino A/W 09/10 look. Black velvet, trimmed in fur (fur can be found in every nook and cranny at the fabric market), and every bit the elegant, timeless piece that I needed to compliment my evening looks.
    My cousin confidently assured me that he found my seamstress. I was thrilled and ready to roll.
    Arriving at the fabric market for the first time was overwhelming. I went craaazzzyyy having things made. Everything came out perfect. I had one fitting for my cloak and all appeared to be well in the world.
    Finally the day came to pick up my highly anticipated purchase.. I arrived bright eyed and bushy tailed to find a wonderfully crafted treasure!
    At long last I had my cloak! I had waited for what seemed like an eternity, I crossed the Pacific Ocean, I sent my cousin on weekly missions to pick out the seamstress and the fabric…. And then I realized.. I am way too curvy to pull off a damn cloak. What was I thinking?! It looked like a tent that I could whip off and sleep in after I wore it.
    I have always prided myself on being very aware of my body style and dressing accordingly, but this time. This time, Harry Potter, Twilight, and the Superhero exhibit at the Met circa 2008 must have thrown me into some kind of fantasy world that led me to believe that I could actually pull this off.
    My seamstress was so happy and had worked so hard on the piece that I had to buy it (not to mention the really awesome exchange rate).
    A year went by with her (I named her Beverly. After Peele.) hanging on a face out in my closet until finally I decided that it was time for us to part ways and I passed her on to my very gay BFF.. Now, its as if it was meant to be because he gave her all of the love and got her all of the attention I never could.

  191. Kovi Konowiecki

    August 1, 2012 at 8:39 pm

    My obsession for antique shopping has once again led to me buying something I will most likely never wear. Usually I stick to buying little antique knick-knacks here and there, as they add charm to my life and living environment. Nevertheless, I came across a vintage 1960′s New York Mets baseball jersey, which for some odd reason I decided I had to have. The jersey definitely has a beautiful vintage appeal, but the real question is, “will I ever wear it?” The answer to that is probably no. I decided that I may hang it up in my house because of its cool look, but then I always run across the problem of having my father be upset about it (he is a die heart Los Angeles Dodgers fan). Plus I am a soccer (futbol) player so it wouldn’t make much sense to hang a baseball jersey in my apartment. Hopefully I have learned my lesson but perhaps one day I will have the guts to throw on my vintage, dirty and smelly baseball jersey under my peacoat, with a pear of converse.

  192. talitah

    August 1, 2012 at 8:40 pm

    So Beautifull


  193. ttea

    August 1, 2012 at 8:53 pm

    For me the piece of clothing that I never ended up wearing was not so much bought, but made by me. I’ve wanted to be a fashion designer ever since I was four years old (it was the profession I put down in my kindergarten year book). I love beautiful fabrics and simple and elegant silhouette. I made a beautiful long, one shoulder even gown out of the most gorgeous green silk. It was something that should have been worn to a film opening type event. Sadly I never had the chance to go to any film openings, and I grew out of the dress. It’s still in my closet, and I am hoping that one day it will have a use.
    That’s my fashion story.

  194. David Bernal

    August 1, 2012 at 8:56 pm

    Black and white strapped shirt, out of a Tim Burton movie, say Sally’s. Its so visually exciting, yet so hard to find or get right. Nobody seems to make them right, the color, the lenght of the stripes, or the amount of stipes are always off. I want a simple not too thin not to think really balck and white striped shirt.

  195. Shay

    August 1, 2012 at 9:07 pm

    I have 2 items of clothing like that.

    One was a vintage pair of ultra high-waist black wide leg pants with tiny white polka dots that I found at a thrift store while looking for tutus for an 80′s theme party (I’m a 20 year old college student). I wanted to wear them with a black lace bustier and metallic heels or with a black bandeau, but I’ve never had the occasion to wear them. I still hope that I will get the chance.

    The second item is a pair of Jeffrey Campbell shoes, that I got from a friend who bought them on a whim and never wore them. They are 7 in platforms with a split wedge, they are strappy and black with a silver and gold shiny metallic pattern. They screamed out to my inner drag/drama queen, and I dreamed of rocking them “casually” with jeans and a loose black tank, or with a very chic outfit like a sleeveless white chiffon button up tucked into a full black skirt, a top knot. Unfortunately, as a college student in Colorado (from Ohio) there aren’t very many places where those sorts of shoes are appropriate. I’m determined to wear them though. Maybe I’ll get to wear them when I move to NYC next summer?

  196. My Style Canvas

    August 1, 2012 at 9:09 pm

    What an interesting question.

    But the truth is I don’t dream about things I wouldn’t wear. My only dreams are about items I’d like to wear–and see others wear–after I design them. And Sir Sartorialist, this is the year I make that work!

  197. Victoria

    August 1, 2012 at 9:11 pm

    My never worn item would be this gorgeous coral colored halter that I just feel in love with when I first saw it. I knew that it wouldn’t be a good fit, but I just had to have it. Five years later it is still in perfect condition and has never been worn

  198. Mimi

    August 1, 2012 at 9:11 pm

    Four years ago I bought a skirt at a resale store in Santa Monica, but have since only worn it a handful of times. It is made of an ivory canvas-like material printed with pudgy storybook birds, and lined with orange and yellow striped gingham that peeks below the short A-line hem. I think I was, first and foremost, drawn to the two large red buttons on the side of the wasteband. I vividly imagined wearing the skirt on Easter with a crisp white blouse and heels…maybe with knee socks, like a 1950s British schoolgirl on holiday. I think I must have wanted to look charming, clean, and somewhat coy. Every time I wore the thing, however, I worried about whether or not I could bend over without having more than gingham show. Now it sits on a hanger in the closet, and the older I get the more I worry about how childish it will make me look. It makes me sad sometimes that my clothes are safer and more mature in style than they used to be…because I don’t feel any older.

  199. SebastianMx

    August 1, 2012 at 9:12 pm

    I dream almost everyday to wear the jeremy scott’s winged jacket,
    It’s really cute and looks awesme!! Everything jeremy scott does for Adidas is crazy, original and amazing!!

  200. sofia

    August 1, 2012 at 9:13 pm

    Hello everyone!I’m new on the blog and I’m Italian,so I hope I’ve understand the rules of the contest in the right way!so…When I was 16 I went to England to improve my English and one day bought a Sex Pistol t-shirt.I was in England in my “Punk period” so at the time it was really cool!!!But then I return to Italy,grow up,punk period passed by and I never..NEVER…used it…!But it’s still in my closet,and every time look that t-shirt I think to that holiday an it’s sooo sweet!good luck to everyone!

  201. Sam

    August 1, 2012 at 9:16 pm

    This is simple. Although I have never been one to wear sneakers as I bee-bop around town, years ago I came across a pair of vintage leather Air force 1 with felt nike logos. I had never seen anything like them and figured I would be able to fit them into an outfit sometime but after purchasing them I realized I feel like a clown every time I put them on. They have been sitting on my shoe rack for almost 4 years now collecting dust and have never been worn out. Problems of a shoe addict. I believe everyone has a pair they bought before realizing ” wait I am NEVER going to wear these”.

  202. rosee

    August 1, 2012 at 9:23 pm

    I found a vintage Christian Dior tuxedo jacket in a dull black satin at a local thrift store for C$20. I tried it on but it was much too small for me so I – frustrated – put it back on the rack. I then realized I should probably get it anyway and perhaps resell it on ebay, but as I turned around to retrieve it again, it was gone! It was, to me, the perfect black tuxedo jacket and I still think about it after a couple of years.

  203. Joanna

    August 1, 2012 at 9:34 pm

    Something Ive never worn…. a puffy black down Calvin Klein winter jacket was one item I really wanted in the store. I remember trying it on and debating forever about whether to get it. I bought it and haven’t worn it since. Its just REALLY puffy and its longish past my waist and even if I wanted to wear it walking in the winter, I havent gotten around to it just because its too warm, and Id probably start sweating in it. So its just one of those purchases….. and I dont have many of those things I never wear because Im 23 with not much money and no “real job” yet so I should probably wear the damn thing just so I dont feel so guilty :)

  204. Tobias

    August 1, 2012 at 9:38 pm

    After a dull evening of UK weather and limited funds, I decided to spend my last remaining bob on some snazzy knit wear that was my current obsession at the time.

    Trolling all over eBay, I found something I kind of really liked. I was listening to a lot of hip/hop back then, I don’t know why, if you met me you would have thought the opposite but alas it my current taste.

    Now for the ugly part.

    On the actual picture it looked nice. Dogtooth front and back with the Adidas logo stitched on the front with a red funnel neck, coral fringe at the bottom and yellow cuffs. It sounds hideous already, I know, but at the time I thought it seemed ‘fresh’. You don’t need to cringe, I’m doing that enough already.

    Anyways, it came, the fringe was past my bellybutton, it became a lovely chair cover. The end.

    The worst part is that friends were actually going to pay me money to wear it. What was I thinking? Clearly I wasn’t.

  205. Simone

    August 1, 2012 at 9:49 pm

    A Sheri Rose (Vancouver designer) silk wrap dress that cost more than I’d ever paid for a single item. The colour is my dream come true. The string straps and wrap style perfect for a completely different body type! The first time I attempted to wear the dress I had to keep myself in with safety pins that damaged the fabric. So, I spent a ridiculous sum on the finest and hairiest mohair and my mum toiled on an eye-squinting and finger breaking stitch to knit me a shawl. She ran out of wool at the end and finished each end differently. Then I bought another shawl but it was too cumbersome. Then I bought a silk knit cardigan that sort of helped. Then I had the dress altered for about $100, which did make a difference somewhat. Lastly I bought a little shrug and after four years finally found shoes that really work with the dress and can now wear it out with moderate success though it’s still not right for my body. I’m slim but curvy with a short waist and this dress is for someone long waisted with a small bust. I learned that rather than try to squeeze a round peg into a square whole I need to dress the body I have and admire dresses like this on others!

  206. Kate S

    August 1, 2012 at 9:50 pm

    A blush pink, silk Marni dress I picked up at a consignment store in Hollywood still hangs in my closet. I always loved Marni but could never afford it, so I was stoked at the time.

    Unfortunately, I can’t figure out how to tie the damn thing – it’s a maze of holes and fabric. Completely asymmetrical. The sales people had no idea either. It was like my own personal lesson in learning not to label-whore.

    I still have hope.

  207. Miz. November

    August 1, 2012 at 9:50 pm

    I actually have a really great pair of black on black pin striped dress slacks with suspenders hanging in my closet right now, just begging to be worn. I bought them a few years ago, thinking that I would throw my own style on with them and they would be my favorite item in my wardrobe. Problem is, they sit just low enough on the waist to not look right with most any shirt that I put on with them. Too low for a button down, but too high for anything else. It drives me crazy. I have put them on a million times, only to change my outfit before leaving the house. I still have them because I am determined that I will find the right combination. Any suggestions?

  208. Hodie Snitch

    August 1, 2012 at 9:54 pm

    1976 it was. Had to have that Faded Glory denim sportcoat with the leather trim and the padded and quilted acetate and leather shoulders! Bought it at Lansky Brothers-”clothier to the King” (as in Elvis). My parents still tease me about it 35 years later. Sold it at a garage sale for a couple bucks having never worn it.

  209. Marco

    August 1, 2012 at 9:55 pm

    Three summers ago, my wife and I took a trip to Italy to visit family, relax and do some shopping.

    I kept spotting these really cool Italian men wearing dark coloured, heavier linen shirts with white collars and rolled up cuffs. They wore it casually, un-tucked over jeans while taking their evening “passeggiata”.

    I was obsessed with this shirt.

    I went to my shirt maker (in Italy) two days before I left to come home and begged and pleaded to make me one of these shirts before I go. 230 euros later. It was done.

    I came home to Montreal. Unpacked it. And, realized that we never take “passeggiatas” in North America. Why is that?

    It is still sitting in my closest and has never been worn once, until I saw this post. I will give it to charity. I’m sure someone out there will look amazing in it.

    Thank you.

  210. Jessie

    August 1, 2012 at 9:58 pm

    Once upon a time I had a strong desire to purchase a pair of distressed biker jeans, thinking even without a Ducati and a leather jacket, I could pull the look off with some heels and something like a cropped knit. They first caught my eye while I was browsing the internet and saw a picture of the Balmain biker jeans. Love everything about them except the price tag, so as I was looking for an alternative in town, I found a pair of bleached jeans with rips and lace underneath the rips. Thought they were a decent pair and settled with those even though they were not like the Balmains at all. A year or so later, they are sitting in my closet still waiting for me to take them out. But I will one day get my hands on those biker jeans!

    Regards, Jessie.

    PS. The jacket is lovely! You’ve got exactly what I pictured it to be paired with too ;) I’m thinking the vintage looks need to come back very soon :)

  211. Laura

    August 1, 2012 at 10:02 pm

    Years ago I fell in love with and bought a thick blackish brown wool knit “dress” by Romeo Gigli.
    I say “dress” because it was more like a frock coat than a dress.
    Or something.
    It buttoned up the front, and the two front halves came to a point at the throat.
    It was split up the back into two “tails” like a frock coat too.

    When I got it home, I put it on with black leggings and showed to a friend.

    She said that I looked exactly like a big cockroach.
    I am afraid that she was right.

  212. Tracey

    August 1, 2012 at 10:03 pm

    pink leather pants, size 2, that I wore in 1978 to a Romantics concert. Still hoping my now size 8 will get into them one day…. sigh….. it won’t happen though, I like food too much

  213. Emma Louise

    August 1, 2012 at 10:11 pm

    A paisley triangle string bikini. I’ve never worn a bikini in my life and so can’t imagine why I would start or why I even own one. It sits in my drawer, taunting me. Clearly I had visions of grandeur my body was not in synch with…

    You shouldn’t throw the jacket out – it should be awarded to someone – another competition perhaps?!!

  214. Victoria Mashkova

    August 1, 2012 at 10:15 pm

    The Donna Karan saggy pant. It’s gorgeous, almost sublime, but on someone else! I kept it for abour three years and, finally, had to give it up. Never wore it, not even once, but admired it every single day. My body & saggy pants {does NOT equal} match made in heaven. Mind you, it was a devine looking pair of pants! What was I thinking spending the fortune on those..?

  215. Monika / MB Captured

    August 1, 2012 at 10:23 pm

    A pair of glittered ‘slipper’ style shoes. They seemed SO cool at the time, but I didn’t get them. So instead I dreamed of them for weeks and even travelled 2 hours out of my way to buy them evenutally… to never wear them.

    I have hoarded them and still declare I WILL wear them… one day… with the right outfit… at night time.

  216. allison

    August 1, 2012 at 10:29 pm

    Where to start! My whole closet is an unfulfilled fashion fantasy. Dresses for church (I never attend), swimsuits for the pool (I won’t swim in), heels for hot dates (I’d rather eat pizza at home). My favorite has to be a white knee length dress with gorgeous oversized embroidered flowers. It puts a smile on my face just thinking about it now :) I bought it to wear to my Godson’s Christening in Texas. I envisioned myself as 1950′s Dallas housewife wearing this beautiful dress with simple nude heels and a matchy matchy bag. When it was finally time for the Christening of course I chickened out and ended up wearing what I wear everyday but the dream will never die there must be somewhere else I can wear it! or maybe not, maybe I’ll just keep it in my closet to daydream.

    Regardless of if I wear it or not I’m not giving it up!

  217. marcia

    August 1, 2012 at 10:30 pm

    “WWIT”…when i bought a bright floral stretchy very clingy (looks hot on tho)…off the shoulder..oy vey,,it’s getting worse as i’m goin’ on….to the knee…dress…
    I was in Delray Beach Florida and was caught up in the beachy vibe…me black, NY ironic…..they…bright!..sunny!…colorful!…happy….so i said “sure I’ll take it”…the $125 made to order!…stretchy , very clingy, off the shoulder..oh wait did I mention one long sleeve…and that sleeve had pom poms on the end of it at the wrist?…hell yeah!,,,

    NOW,,I bet you want a FO…TO,,,right?..well that’s my WWIT moment and I’m stickin’ widdit!

  218. Meghan

    August 1, 2012 at 10:32 pm

    Maybe ten years ago or so, back when I was still in high school, I bought a pair of black pants that were ruched up the front of the legs and had half a dozen random zippers. I had tried them on and thought they were the most amazing pants and eventually bought them. I don’t know know where I thought I was going to wear these pants and needless to say my friends thought I was ridiculous. I only wore them once at a friend’s sleepover. I figured her bedroom was the only place that I could get away with wearing them. Oh well.

  219. Tracy

    August 1, 2012 at 10:32 pm

    This S09 Alexander Wang dress:

    The minute I saw Jourdan Dunn rocking what I thought was the most perfect dress…it invaded my dreams. Sexy yet understated…formal yet comfortable…I knew I had to have it.

    Then there it was at the Barney’s infamous warehouse sale…and IN MY SIZE. My fashion dream became a reality for $100.

    But here’s the problem: all the juxtaposition of the dress made it impossible for me to find an appropriate time or place to wear it. A great dinner? I love the comfort of the dress, but that black satin was going to look way too nice at any SF restaurant. A fabulous party? I make video games…I don’t go to parties fab enough. It started to dawn at me that the sexy rolled out of bed look…just started to look like I really rolled out of bed and was confused about what to wear.


  220. Emily Ulrich

    August 1, 2012 at 10:35 pm

    My hanging thread is a shirt I bought from Topshop a couple years ago. I’ve probably put it on at least a dozen times, always experimenting with new angles, hoping to catch some drive-by charm I may have missed before. It’s always to no avail – no matter what I do or how I wear it, I’m never satisfied.

  221. Rafa

    August 1, 2012 at 10:36 pm

    Last year, I tracked down a runway pair of DVF sandals that weren’t available for sale in the US. Called the marketing office in NY and got a hold of their buyer who told me that me that dream sandals were sold only in Russia. I assembled all my Russian friends and had them call the store for me because I didnt speak the language. A few painful phone calls and logistics were all figured out, I had a friend of a friend hand pick the shoes fromDVF Moscow and FedEx them back home to the US. I went through the trouble because I though having the sandals for my graduation walk would be the best gift i could give muself after 5 long years of college. I ended up wearing the shoes only once, during my brief walk to receive my degree.

    Every once in a while I put on my heels and walk around the house in them reminding myself that my hometown is still a small city for my big Russian DVF import!

  222. Megan

    August 1, 2012 at 10:40 pm

    So….I spotted these gorgeous pale mustard yellow, over the knee suede fringe boots from Sam Edelman one morning and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t stop myself from searching for my size and at least trying them on. I figured they wouldn’t fit ( my calves tend not to cooperate when trying on boots) but of course this time around the gorgeous boots slip right over and past my knees. They zip up and I know its over……they’re coming home. And home (from Boston to Connecticut to Virginia and back to Connecticut) they have stayed for almost 4 yrs.

    Despite absolutely loving them they just seem untouchable. They really are the best pair of boots but what in the hell do I wear with them? Let me just stop there because that is just a cop out. After all these years I know for a fact that countless perfect pairings existed in my closet but never did they get the opportunity to prove it. I think it really boils down to fear of destruction…how do you keep a pair of pale mustard yellow flat boots from getting even a mere speckle of dirt on them or getting scuffed?

    Anywho, a couple times a year I go thru my closet to purge the reckless purchases and get organized and everytime the box with my golden beauties comes up. No matter how many reasons I give myself on why I should just let them go, I can’t cut the cord. I try them on and walk around the house in them becoming intoxicated off of the sound made by the heavy suede fringe and the feeling of them gently slapping against each other and my legs. I get so afraid that one day I’m going to have the perfect outfit for that perfect day and the boots won’t be sitting up on my top shelf beneath my Chloe boots next to Grandma’s vintage bags. So every closet purge they make the cut and hopefully soon I can actually wear them.

    Its either that or give them my daughter 15yrs from now…what ever comes first

  223. tpceltus

    August 1, 2012 at 10:44 pm

    Saw a fantastic draped wrap type dress in a window in Paris. A sage green, which is a great color on me. I was thinking about it during the trip as a possible extravagence to take home. When we finally got back to that neighborhood, my friends took off to buy gifts for friends. They spoke French, but I did not. Still, how hard could trying on a dress be?

    I looked like a cow in the dress. A great work, but not for my particular figure. The shop owner kept trying to tell me how great I looked (even I can figure out gushing enthusiam.) I kept trying to break to her that it was a mistake for me to think that it was for me. Not speaking French, I finally resorted to saying “moo” in the hope that the sound is part of a universal language. I now know that it is not.

    I stil think about that dress and wish that it could have worked for me. I also wish that I could have let her know how lovely her design was. She deserved that. It’s a lesson I have never forgotten.

  224. Lucy

    August 1, 2012 at 10:53 pm

    I dreamed for months with a beautiful black dress, short, timeless classic that could be used forever, except this would have a “special” touch: feathers on straps.
    I found it, is a perfect Elie Tahari, flowing, flattering cut… that I’ve used once. The problem? I’ve never found an occasion that deserves wearing a short dress while using black feathers. An ideal garment for I do not know what occasion. It has traveled with me for different countries waiting for that so exquisite moment that merits it but unfortunately, I only managed to lose feathers along the way.
    Yes, I’ve come to think “I do not know what was I thinking when I bought it?” because it was not cheap at all, but well, I confort myself when I see it hanging there, waiting for being used again…

  225. Corrina Schlaile

    August 1, 2012 at 10:59 pm

    The one item of clothing I dreamed about, but never wore, was a pair of thigh high black leather boots. I actually bought them for a Halloween costume (I was dressing up as sexy police officer that year), but never gathered up enough courage to walk out the door with them on. It’s such a shame because they are SO. DARN. SEXY. Who knows, maybe this year will be the year… ;)

  226. Hannah P.

    August 1, 2012 at 11:03 pm

    There is a fantastic vintage store in my hometown that had an amazing 1920′s dress made with Sterling Silver Thread. It was such a beautiful shift dress that I had to own it! I thought I was going to wear it to prom but there was one major problem. It weighed 30 pounds (and I am not exaggerating). So, needless to say, it sat in my closet for YEARS. Unfortunetly, since the dress is from the twenties, the thread is so tarnished that it is now falling apart, literally. I tried it on the other day just to see if it would still fit and I could not even pull it over my shoulders without the dress wasting away at my fingertips. Oh I wish that I could still wear that dress one day…

  227. Steve

    August 1, 2012 at 11:08 pm

    For years I received the Willis & Geiger catalog and pored over pages of clothing and gear purpose built for a lifestyle I could only dream of. I greatly admired their button down shirt, billed as “ultimate” or some similarly unparalleled superlative. It feature gussets and articulations that my current button downs did not, and that would certainly be beneficial should I find myself swinging on driven grouse or fighting a tarpon.

    I could never afford W&G’s wares, they went out of business and became a thing of the past, a fanciful memory….until the internet came along and I found out that my dream shirt, replete with gussets and articulated elbows was available on-line from (I think) the JC Penny catalog. And at a price I could now afford.

    I ignored the odd dichotomy of classic adventure wear being provided by the same people that brought us Towncraft polyester suits and promptly placed my order.

    When the shirt arrived it was just as shown in the catalog (as I recall, worn by a successful looking middle aged man smiling broadly as he shared a game of billiard with his equally successful friends). But the shirt never felt right. It’s roomy cut (to allow freedom of movement for my active lifestyle) simply felt too big. The fabric was too heavy for a button down, nearing the weight of an army surplus khaki shirt. When I put the shirt on it felt like an odd and incongruous costume. It was neither sport, nor dress, nor casual shirt; arguably a jack of all trades and master of none. I could not imagine where I could wear my “grail” shirt and not feel self conscious.

    Not long after, the same internet that had brought me my long awaited Willis & Geiger button-down helped me find it a new home at a modest loss.

    • Deanne

      August 3, 2012 at 10:54 am

      I had to smile – I bought this very same shirt for my husband, only from Willis & Geiger, when they were still in business. It seemed so “adventurous” and I imagined my husband donning khakis or jeans and penny loafers, making a cool fashion statement. The dreadful thing about the shirt – it’s hell to iron! Those gussets! The extra panels! Egads – I ended up hanging it in a spare closet, just so he wouldn’t grab it on a regular basis. Selfish, I know, but every time I see it in the wash, I just groan. Thankfully, hubby looks great in it, which offsets my urge to toss it next time it’s wash day. ;)

  228. SW

    August 1, 2012 at 11:10 pm

    Dear Scott,

    The black beret: lovely to wear when you are young, impulsive, in love, and wandering Europe. It’s been at least a double decade, since. A few years ago I re-purchased, foolishly thinking I should throw it on before I hit “40″. In true form, “40″ came and went. All the while echoing your sentiment, “this is the year I make it work.” I want to thank you, Scott, this August I say, “this may be the year I finally throw it ON!”



    Ps. I think your Ralph Lauren Coat is magnificent. You must take a photograph of yourself in it, at least once, before you say goodbye.

  229. Trina R.

    August 1, 2012 at 11:13 pm

    I dream of wearing this tube navy blue georgette flowing dress for a long time, i bought last 3 years with my best friend together (so we would have to wear it someday like twins) and i never had the guts to wear it either in a formal attire or give it a little twist for a very sunny day. Since i was petite, i am scared i might be able to pull the dress as i thought it will on me. And i don’t want to dismiss it becuase its really a nice dress..

  230. Tengi Shiga

    August 1, 2012 at 11:20 pm

    A few years back I bought this really amazing faux leather jacket. It was like a motorcycle type but also kind of a bomber one. Anyways it’s really great. Only being that I’m still in school makes what people think of me kind of hard to over come. I’ve always been scared to wear it cause I feel like I’m going to get judged since I basically live in the middle of no where and next to nobody here actually learns about fashion or cares. If you’re not wearing Hollister then you might as well leave basically. So I guess the jacket isn’t going to make the closet clean out…

  231. Sara

    August 1, 2012 at 11:24 pm

    I’m the shoe addict and the more avant garde the better-or at least that’s what I think when I shop. The problem arises though when I have to run through the halls (of my high school) from class to class. The shoes I’ve been not letting myself wear are a pair of gray patent leather supa high and very thick-heeled, square-toed heels. For now only the kitchen appliances have gotten a sneak-peak of them. They will have a debut. Sometime.

  232. Natalie

    August 1, 2012 at 11:24 pm

    For me it was a black BB Dakota military jacket with gold braid, epaulets, and frog closures. Even a brand like that was a big deal for my high school budget, and military jackets were having a big (though very short-lived) moment. I liked them in my own right, but then Taylor Swift wore the white version of the same jacket for a concert, and I knew I HAD to have it.

    A friend bought it for my birthday and of course I was thrilled, but I never wore it once and the tag never came off. I ended up selling it a few years later because I could never get up the courage to wear it anywhere. In reality, if I’d still had it in college when I finally grew bolder with fashion and learned to trust my self, I’d probably have worn it at least a few times. Oh well, it was too small anyway = ).

  233. alice artemisia

    August 1, 2012 at 11:39 pm

    One day, whilst sauntering through the streets of Melbourne, Australia, I saw them! The very thing I had been searching for to complete my 70′s disco hooker look. Calf-length, cuffed, gold leather boots with a 4 inch heel. In that moment the clouds parted, a host of angels descended and a seraphic light bathed me, the street and the shoe shop. Passers-by halted in wonderment. Then I saw the price tag. The seraphic light went out, the angels re-ascended and the clouds firmly closed. Passers-by went back to their grim daily travails. Two weeks later, it was not to be believed! Re-cue angels. Last pair, my size, only 70 dollars…………………..Now five years later, I still can’t wear them. They cause me such paroxysms of pain, not even 5 glasses of medicinally administered champagne can relieve. Sometimes, at night, I take them from their box and fondle them wistfully, sighing the profound sigh of a woman who has been betrayed by fabulous, fabulous shoes………

    alice artemisia

  234. Emsei

    August 1, 2012 at 11:42 pm

    I live in Tel-Aviv, but I moved to Sydney for six months for an exchange program for my university. Sydney is very, very expensive; I was very, very broke. I went to the neighborhood market almost every week, and each time I would visit the stall of a beautiful, beautiful (expensive) leather bookbag. A week before classes ended, I bought it. Two weeks later, I decided to become vegetarian.

    The cow that gave its skin to the bag is already dead, and leaving my bag at home would not bring it back. The reason I don’t dare use it is different: I am afraid of the trendsetting effect of wearing it. I have so often been influenced by streetwear (as your blog very well proves, street fashion is potent) and I am afraid that my bag might influence some other girl to buy more leather, just as I was originally inspired by the coolness of a leather-sporting girl myself.

  235. Monsieur Marcel

    August 1, 2012 at 11:54 pm

    It was a Colors by Alexander Julian tan wool suit I bought in 1987. It had multi color pinstripes. The cut of the suit was too wide for my slim build, but the suit looked sharp on the mannequin in the window. I was way too young to rock it right.

  236. Nomadic D

    August 1, 2012 at 11:55 pm

    I splurged and bought an outrageously expensive crisp white button-down shirt with delicate pintucks like a men’s tuxedo shirt. It was years ago. I’ve never worn it. Cause I knew I would stain it immediately. Better to keep it pristine and unworn than worn loved and dirty? Really? All I feel when I see it in my closet is guilt.

  237. Michaela Johnson

    August 2, 2012 at 12:27 am

    For years and years when I was a preteen I dreamed of owning a kimono. I’m six feet tall and blonde, so this didn’t make very much sense. But I thought kimonos were the most fabulous things on the planet, and I was dying to have one. I finally found one for ten bucks at a garage sale: dark crimson, hand-sewn. I was ecstatic. It ended up functioning as a bathrobe for a bit; I think I wore it out of the house once, and then only to walk around the block. I have no idea where it is now, if I still own it. I’ve moved on to saris now.

  238. princessglee

    August 2, 2012 at 12:36 am

    A pair of gray peep toe booties. They’re embellished with a petal/leafy kind of treatment that has earned them the name ” the armadillos.” I could see the heels were maybe higher than my usual but I was willing to make the effort. Test drove them around the house first couple of times. The damn things just hurt too badly. Something to do with the pitch I think. Couldn’t get past the front door pain free. Accidentally on purpose left them at my parents while visiting. I pull them out and test drive them every visit. Still, 3 years later, can’t truly make them work with anything. They’re as painful as the day I bought them.

  239. Edelawit

    August 2, 2012 at 12:38 am

    As I read this post, I was picturing the coveted Chanel 2.55 bag. Since the age of seven (ten years ago!) I have dreamed and dreamed about owning this particular bag. The significance of each feature of the bag from the pockets to the burgundy interior have always fascinated me. I fantasized about how the quilted leather will complement a flawy Prada dress or an edgy Alex Wang look. Fashion editors and models are lucky enough to acquire at least one and some may have enough for everyday of the week. I’m only seventeen but the day I can buy myself my first Chanel 2.55 bag will be the day I will know I have made it in fashion and fulfilled a childhood dream years in the making. I have vowed to never let anyone buy me my first Chanel bag I know it will be a incredibly special day for me.

  240. Heidi

    August 2, 2012 at 12:48 am

    I bought this great jacket for half price about 6 to 8 years ago. It has deep blue background, puffy sleeves and it’s checked in different colours (pink, purple, green etc.). Becaus it’s cut in shape it looks great on you, but I haven’t worn it a single time yet. It sits in my closet because it’s too gorgeus to throw away, but I’m sure it’s time will come. ;)

  241. Daisy

    August 2, 2012 at 12:55 am

    In 2004, while recovering from the loss of loved one, I tried to assuage the loneliness with shopping. One of my purchases was a theory fitted cotton sateen sheath in the perfect shade of ivory – not bright white but not yellowish cream. it had detachable thin straps and a slight sheen to the fabric. For 3 years I never was motivated to wear it. Then I reconnected with a college friend and fell in love. I wore the dress the day we eloped at chicago city hall. I don’t know what I was thinking when I bought it, but I’m glad I wasn’t.

    • Gabrielle

      August 3, 2012 at 7:51 am

      What a romantic ribbon of connectivity joining an instant to a future!

  242. noel tambour

    August 2, 2012 at 1:07 am

    lol. mine is also a Ralph Lauren. I saved to buy the RL Tigers short sleeved jersey.
    It was the 90′s so there was a lot of retro throwback vintage style that was coming up at the shops and I really like that sporty style.
    I finally got it, liked it, it fit me well; but could not wear it as it was
    thick, too thick for LA weather; but was short sleeved and was not practical in the “winter”. I forgot it after a while until I saw the same item at a vintage shop. I chuckled and scoffed, “…that’s not vintage!’s from the 90′s!” Later on I realized that early 90′s stuff are vintage. This made me feel silly and old. I sold it on etsy and it turned out to be a highly sought after Ralph Lauren line.

  243. Barbara della Rovere

    August 2, 2012 at 1:23 am

    It was really funny to read this post as I have a kind of attachment to a very special pair of ballerinas I have. I am a huge fan of the Wizard of Oz and the image of the witch smashed under the house wearing the red shoes never went out of my life. It was not even Dorothy that picked up my attention, but the witch! Since then (I was around nine the first time I saw the movie and now I’m 30), I had been hunting a pair of shoes that wore similar to those and I used to tell myself I would wear it no matter where, even if it made me look so vintage.
    Well, I m from Brazil, but last year I was on Vacation in Paris and I went to this vintage shop where, I swear by god, there were these pair of ballerinas that were very close to the heel shoes of the movie. I mean if the heels were a ballerina that ‘s how it would be. It s been more than a year I got them. And they are untouchable, in on of the shelves of my shoe’s closet, standing there, I look I apreciate, I try in front of the mirror, but those babies had never felt how it is to walk on the street. Although seeing that glittering red shining only for me is like so cool!! But I just can’t wear them. Maybe I m afraid of getting the so-called power the red shoes gave to its owner.

  244. Alice

    August 2, 2012 at 1:24 am

    I buy a lot of 2nd hand and vintage so I tend to make what-was-I-thinking purchases pretty often.. retro or 80s “finds” that in the store look cool and unique and at home just plain ridiculous. But they’re usually cheap and they’re recycled, so I won’t feel guilty for never wearing them. The worst what-was-I-thinking items are always the ones that are not your style, sh*t expensive and something you just buy for status. As a student I had to get a MJ bag.Because the black ones are never on sale and I was on a student budget, I fell into the worst sale-trap and bought a pink Hillier Hobo. What was I thinking!

  245. Vari

    August 2, 2012 at 1:27 am

    Well, there are tons of things I find in internet shops every day that are really great but they’re just not adapted to contemporary russian fashion. I think in Russia street fashion is still one step behind; and most people don’t understand many trends shown in american and european fashion blogs… So, the item I was dreaming about was a pair of Jeffrey Campbel’s studded boots, really crazy and awesome pair. I thought they’ll be great whith asymmetrical long skirt and my favourite soft grey blazer. I have been waiting for about half a year they arrived to me… And still they’re staying in my closet unworn. I just have no idea where I could go wearing these boots! Yes, Moscow is a big city where everybody is trying to show her or himself, but public is still very conservative about fashion and only few ones dare to break these unwritten rules – heavy inheritance of soviet times. (or maybe it’s just about me – I’m not brave enough…). But I don’t leave a hope I dare one day to wear these boots as I still find them fantastic.

    • Eva

      August 8, 2012 at 7:14 am

      Vari, I really understand what you are talking about! Currently I live in Warsaw and it’s exactly the same thing here – people are way too conservative and closed to fashion (althought it is getting better). However, I quickly learned that they can stare all they want, if an item makes me happy then I don’t really care – so wear the shoes and enjoy them!

  246. Genesis

    August 2, 2012 at 1:32 am

    I picked up a gorgeous vintage embroidered Chinese coat. I had visions of being this quirky, arty girl, but it didn’t work with anything else in my wardrobe, the color wasn’t quite right for me, and it really just wasn’t ME. I was trying to be someone else, and I couldn’t pull it off. It hung in my closet for years, but I felt so much better when I finally just admitted it wasn’t right for me and gave the coat to a friend (I’ve never seen her wear it, either).

  247. Taipei Style

    August 2, 2012 at 1:37 am

    Some years ago I bought a Custo miniskirt. Black with some Asian prints. It had a really good discount and I loved the pattern, so I thought that I needed to buy it. Then, I realized it was too short and I don’t feel very comfortable wearing it, but I’m unable of giving it to my sister, for example.


  248. Kali Luna

    August 2, 2012 at 1:40 am

    When I was 14, I went to New York for the first time and went to my first sample sale. It was a Betsey Johnson sale in hot warehouse of seventh ave. and we happened to stumble upon it while drooling over the garment district. Maybe it was the awe affect that the city had on me, but at that moment I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world and that I had just won the lottery. I had never experienced or seen anything like it. Rows and rows of runway dresses on racks and women ripping their clothes off to get to them. I searched and sweated to find what I think is now my biggest “ What was I thinking?” moment. It’s a khaki colored cocktail dress with giant pink bows embroidered all over it. Think Cinderella bows. The man running the sale told me it was the only sample of the dress and had been worn for a magazine, which made me want it even more. It has a fitted bodice with a knee length a-line skirt, and is actually pretty classic in shape. I thought because of that reason it would be an easy dress to wear, but the length always feels awkward and inappropriate for every occasion. The khaki color totally washes me out and is such an unusual choice for me that I always end up putting it back in the closet. Its a sweet ultra girly piece and at 22 im still looking for a place to wear it. But im starting to think that the dress is just going to be a beautiful reminder of my first encounter with the big city.

  249. Lynette

    August 2, 2012 at 1:41 am

    A gorgeous midnight blue silk velvet dress, that was way, way too small for me but I intended to diet and wear it once I’d lost weight. The big day came I tried it on and it was huge, and looked like a sack of potatoes (albeit in midnight blue velvet). I am still holding on to it, may be I will get it altered.

  250. Marie

    August 2, 2012 at 1:47 am

    Emporium Capwell, a mid-range department store chain that has since gone out of business, used to have a Neiman Marcus outlet in the basement of its store in Oakland, California. This was long before there were outlet stores everywhere, and as a graduate student, I used to love to go there to look for deeply discounted treasures, even though I could seldom afford even the sale prices. One day I stumbled upon the most amazing dress: a Bill Blass evening gown with long fitted sleeves, a ballet neckline and slightly draped top, a fitted waistline, and a long, fit-and-flare skirt with just the tiniest bit of sweep train. Cream-colored silk charmeuse. It fit like a dream and was something like $49. How could I not buy it? Well, there it is, still in my closet, a dress for a life I have never had and will never have. It still fits like a dream, though, and it makes me smile to see it. I’m hanging onto it because it would be the perfect dress for a second wedding. You never know. . . .

  251. SM

    August 2, 2012 at 2:06 am

    I love this jacket!
    This is the year to make it work…

  252. Ayse Nil

    August 2, 2012 at 2:10 am

    Everyone has their shortcomings. Mine is imagining myself as slim and dainty as a reed in the wind. This being far from reality has been the cause for my purchase of a beautiful, chiffon “autumn”-print dress fit for a nymph that has been hanging in my wardrobe for over twelve years… Cannot bear to part with it but must shapeshift in order to wear it. *sigh*

    • une chatte grise

      August 2, 2012 at 3:09 pm

      I loved this–what stylish writing!

  253. Danielle

    August 2, 2012 at 2:18 am

    Oh boy…my faux fur vest. Back in 2010, I was completely sucked in by the faux fur vest trend and after months of contemplation, I finally decided to purchase one for myself. Oh yeah, I thought I was such a fashionista; thought I could pull it off. Noooo problem. Little did I know. I ended up spending a good afternoon pulling out all of the accessories and clothes I own trying to figure out a way to make it work. 4 hours into the process I finally admitted to myself that I looked absolutely ridiculous in the vest no matter what I tried to do and DEFinitely would NOT pull it off.

    Ever since, it’s been gathering dust in my closet until those rare occasions, however, when I manage to convince myself that I’ve suddenly become a fashion genius and that I’ll look awesome! I never learn. I think it’s now safe to say that it’s not going to happen and it’s time to let the fur go.

  254. Christa Melonae

    August 2, 2012 at 2:23 am

    Hi Mr. Scott Schuman,

    One of my favorite things that I wish I would have worn but never did is this long white floor length skirt that has beautiful floral detail near the foot of the skirt. Sadly the skirt is really sheer and I have been unable to wear it (i’m only 16 and well you know moms). It’s such a lovely skirt but i’ve yet to find a slip that fits the length of the skirt. I’ve had it for about two years now and I take it out frequently but i’ve never gotten the chance to wear it unfortunately. I planned on wearing the light skirt with a nice white and sky blue striped seersucker blazer. The outfit is so nice and I wish I could have gotten around to wearing it. I’ve been contemplating and maybe just maybe … I might sell it to someone who can actually wear it. :\

    p.s. I’m a huge fan and I read your blog frequently … congrats on the CFDA award as well, you definitely deserve it!

  255. Jeff Low

    August 2, 2012 at 2:27 am

    I got this gorgeous bright red H&M cardigan three years ago when I was an exchange student in Germany. I guess it was all the wintery gloom that this burning red cardigan caught my attention.

    But well, I have only worn it but twice. I suspect it was because I hadn’t gotten used to seeing myself in a cardigan. I thought it looked rather weird due to my body type.

    What a pity! I actually love the cardigan!

  256. Anette

    August 2, 2012 at 2:29 am

    I once saw a girl on the street wearing a long, flowing, pink pleated skirt. She wore it with a white top and white converse sneakers, and I just loved her look! I loved it so much that I became obsessed with this long, pink pleated skirt, and I started using hours after hours for days and weeks to search for a similar skirt on the internet. When I finally found it and ordered it, i just discovered that it’s not me at all. Not this colour! Some other colour maybe, but not this pink. So my pink skirt has never been used, and never will be.

  257. Kenzi

    August 2, 2012 at 2:45 am

    Once, I stumbled upon a Milly dress on sale, and it was – still is – beautiful. A perfect summer dress for rooftop garden parties, or something similarly as chic. Trying it on, I somehow saw past the fact that I neither had the curves nor the height to pull of the frock, and instead was fixated on the dress, the idea of the person I could be while wearing it. Two years have passed and still I haven’t had the dress tailored. And I don’t want to. The dress, despite it’s beauty and appeal, is not suitable to my lifestyle or my personality. It simply does not echo how I desire people to perceive me, which is the most important function of clothing.

  258. Keely

    August 2, 2012 at 2:56 am

    A white Bianca Jagger pantsuit romper. Ridiculously glamorous with a semi-fitted ruched top, built-in belt and wide sailor-pant legs. It was a thrift-store find and I think I talked them down to $4. Had some ill-conceived notion of wearing it with 70s heels, huge sunglasses and a stack of bangles.

    Yeah, it’s still sitting in my closet.

  259. Sabine

    August 2, 2012 at 3:03 am

    The knit coat of Isabel Marant and high heel boots – saw me at the Maison & Object in this cool french outfit – but having a fashion store there was no time to go there no chance to wear it ( usually wear the things I have in my store and no high heels ) …only a picture in mind
    So it was in my wardrobe – waiting for the moment – the moment was short because it was wool with alpaca and for my skin a no- go.
    One week later it has to leave for the second hand store……
    But what would fashion be without illusions and pictures in mind?

  260. Zita

    August 2, 2012 at 3:06 am

    I have a grey wool pleated skirt. I bought it a few years ago but I’ve never worn it. When I bought it I imagined wearing it with black high heels but I’m not the type of “high heels” girl. Every autumn I only dream about wearing the skirt with a gorgeous pair of shoes. :)

  261. Mitchell Green

    August 2, 2012 at 3:13 am

    I grew up in the American Southeast in the 1990s (in Nashville, TN), so I saw—simultaneously—the effects of the meltdown of the Southern textile industry, the outsourcing of American clothing production, the end of regional production/retail, and the mainstreaming of vintage/second-hand clothing. Those were crazy times to be asserting your own style, especially in a conservative culture where there was little to choose from and not buying off the rack made you seem like some kind of martinet. Where you could once go to JCPenney’s or Friedman’s and get decent clothes if you didn’t want to go the small shops that sold locally made goods, you were now faced with the choice between thrift stores that sold used high end goods (dead rich folk’s estate sales’ takings that the prep school boys rolled into in droves for ironic costumes) or your mall options (anchor stores like Castner-Knott or Dillard’s, or the in-betweeners like J. Crew, Gap, Banana Republic, etc.). I had a couple of consignment shops that I frequented on the wrong side of the tracks, and—because of my affinity for WASP-y literature icons—I had two missed connections…a beautiful green worsted wool blazer by the clothing company Beau Brummels that I never got to wear because my arms were too long, and a tri-cot polymer seersucker suit that fit perfectly but had unacceptable stains. I am a lot less adventurous now and I have far less options now that there is no middle ground and all vintage is picked over and overpriced.

  262. Carole

    August 2, 2012 at 3:16 am

    It was a Zara dress that I bought in Paris (boulevard Haussman).
    There was a lot of people in the store because it was the summer, a lot of tourists.
    I don’t know why, but seeing all those girls almost running on clothes, I felt that I had to buy something too (I never do that usually).
    I went to the children’s/young ladies floor and there was a dress, white, very close to the body, short, all made in lace.
    I tried it and it was a bit too short, but with a blue jacket and dark boots it seemed ok, I almost felt like I was Kate Moss, or, I don’t know, some rock star….

    I came home and I never wore it.
    It was definitively too short and made me feel like I was obese.
    I couldn’t do bike with it because it felt like I was almost naked.
    An old man said I was a whore when he saw me dressed with it as I was shopping in the supermarket.
    My boyfriend didn’t liked it because on the breasts, the form of the dress was strange.

    But, it’s strange, I never ditched it! I find it beautiful….when it’s not on me.

    Have a nice day! (and sorry for my bad english…)

  263. Marizel

    August 2, 2012 at 3:18 am

    Been working for almost 21 years now for a corporation of a very rich and famous family, the last 4 1/2 of which on a more personal level as assistant to the matriarch of the family. One day I showed up in dark jeans for a friends-only-anniversary-dinner and the lady of the house told me no more jeans whenever it is dinner, lunch or whatever in their house. (I didn’t know if I was coming in as a guest or as an employee, so I opted for the latter, which means I would be showing guests to their seats, and the likes..) One day I found two Marni sleeveless dresses for an awesome price. Bought them, and after more than 3 years, they are still hanging in the closet, never worn for more than 5 minutes, because I thought my arms are too flabby and big, still. Those were the first dresses I bought in 20 years, so yeah, what was I thinking. Lesson learned, not all dresses are made for wearing, at least not for me, whether it’s a Valentino, or Gucci or Lhuillier.

  264. Aaron

    August 2, 2012 at 3:23 am

    I always wanted a red & white seersucker suit. I was at a Ermenegildo Zegna trunk show and saw the perfect fabric. It had a soft shoulder construction, functioning buttonholes, & double faced fabric to turn up the sleeves. Confidence and all, anytime I put it on, I could not leave the house. It looked like a costume instead of an actual suit. I felt like an extra in a movie that was a cross between ‘The Sting’ and ‘Quadrophoenia’. I just couldn’t pull off the punk Mark Twain look…

  265. klara

    August 2, 2012 at 3:34 am

    funny contest, really:)
    there are few items in my closet which always make me ask what i was thinking… but the older am i, the less “unwearable” clothes i buy. lucky me.
    last time (two weeks ago) i asked myself “what was i thinking?” but the story behind it is longer…
    it was my birthday and my mom gave me nice set of jewelry (ring, neckless, earrings). but totally not my style (“what was she thinking? doesn’t she know me?”).
    i felt bad but told her i didn’t like it. she was great, took it back and – this is what i admire the most and would love to be so generous and kind as her – gave me some money instead. so i bought the super cool louis vuitton sun glasses i was longing for all the summer. but… (there’s always some “but”, right?) but the day i wore them for the first time, i felt so guilty i definitely didn’t enjoy it. “what was i thinking?” i kept asking myself. but mom liked them – what a relief!
    what’s the point of the story? i’m not sure yet, but hope to figure it out soon.
    have a nice day, k

  266. Nana

    August 2, 2012 at 3:37 am

    Just one piece of cloth?? Unfortunately i had 4 of them that i never wore. 4 silky summer dresses that i bought in a boutique in sales. “if you buy 5 the price is ridicously low “. Ok, 5 of them then! i just wore 1, the other 4 were handling in my closet because they were too well-dressed and i did not feel confortable in any of them. Cheap deal turns out to be a quite expensive one! ;)

  267. Mari

    August 2, 2012 at 3:41 am

    It was 2006 and i was heading out from my suburban home in Manila to New York to train at Ling. There I flew 10,000 miles, bringing my moleskine reporter, my Vogues and a silk designer bubble skirt the color of Chanel’s new Sky Line. The bubble skirt — it was in all the magazines and would make me so chic. But when I landed on my feet visiting Central Park West I had no occasion nor sighted anyone wearing anything remotely like it.

    So it made it back home with me to Manila lovingly wrapped and taking up all that voluminous space in the luggage. If it were orange I could have been a pumpkin for Halloween! So it sat like a giant cushion in my closet until my niece finally took it to play Princess Grace with.

  268. Olivia

    August 2, 2012 at 3:45 am

    Well… I turned vegan last year…
    so I regret those tons of leather jackets, designer shoes and bags, particularly that Allsaints Jacket which still hangs completely new in my closet, those wonderful boots I dare not touch anymore, and that Chloe Paddington, which costs my and arm when I bought it with my economies, when still I was a music student… this bag was definitely the worst thing I bought: which music student can wear such a bag without feeling ridiculously overdressed? No notebook, no score fits in it… so it stays in my closet, for the whole eternity, suffering the malediction of being owed by a vegan…

  269. Kirsty

    August 2, 2012 at 3:53 am

    As an adolescent, I watched a documentary about Issey Miyake & with my first pay cheque, I travelled to Sydney to buy a piece of his wearable “art”. It has now been hanging in my wardrobe for nearly 20 years. I’ve only worn it once & would never get rid of it, but unfortunately its really not me

  270. Adeline

    August 2, 2012 at 3:55 am

    A navy blue comme des garcons bowler hat that I bought last year.

  271. SusannaVesna

    August 2, 2012 at 3:57 am

    I rarely have such moments, as I love all my clothes and treasure them dearly! I always know that if an item made me “Oooooh, wow!” from the first sight, there is no way I will hide it away in my closet. Plus I always imagine myself in anything I plan to buy and if I love the “vision” it mostly turns out as I expected- AWESOME! However, I did have some misses in my teenage years (Who doesn’t?! ;)- I bought a long maxi Gypsy/Arabic skirt of a peach colour, after watching romantic TV series about Russian Gypsies. However, felt so bad wearing it the first time- I was slim and the skirt was just slipping down my narrow hips, making me look so ridiculous. Belting it and adding some antique jewelry didn’t help either! I never wore it again, moreover, I “de-constructed” it and it has been lying there waiting to be sewed into something completely different- a short skirt or a top perhaps…Learn sewing & crafts and you won’t have to say “What was I thinking?” too often! ;)

  272. Malin

    August 2, 2012 at 3:59 am

    For me, it was this gorgeous, curve-hugging, leopard print dress that I found at an online shop. A real Come Fuck Me Dress. It was expensive, but I thought it would be worth the investment. Only, when I got it, it was, well, very much a Come Fuck Me Dress. Like, a little too much. Like, if I were ever to apply for a job as a hooker in a trailer park, this might be what I’d wear for the interview. Plus it was made in this fuzzy velvet, so if I eat too much when I’m wearing it I end up looking like a stuffed animal. And the material has this tendency to slide up over my thighs and ultimately over my booty, so I can’t walk in it without showing off my rear. I’ll never give up on it, though, it will hang in my closet forever.

  273. E

    August 2, 2012 at 4:04 am

    A black cotton/silk wrap dress. Well actually, it’s more like a shirt with buttons on top, and then a wrap skirt. I really loved it in the shop and I thought I looked great in it. Finally, something feminine and grown up, that sort of thing. But I forgot that a. black isn’t my color, b. it’s too short (I don’t like my knees), and c. the combination of the shirt/wrap skirt somehow makes it look like I’m a maid wearing an apron… So I’ve never worn it! I tried giving it to a friend, but they don’t fit into it…

    Scott, the jacket is great! Just wear it once!

  274. Rose

    August 2, 2012 at 4:10 am

    My wedding dresss!!! I dreamed about it for 25 years – from since I am a very little girl until the day I got engaged – and I only wore it 24 hours. A pretty low ratio. Each year I wonder what I’m going to do with it: I can’t imagine throwing it away (bad omen…) but the idea of looking it getting yellow and kreepy kind of freeks me out also.

  275. Ammu

    August 2, 2012 at 4:14 am

    How exciting! Can’t wait to see the new book – I love your earlier book and it was such a pleasure to meet you at Liberty in London and get it signed.
    My first ever designer/luxury buy was a grape velvet jacket by Marc by Marc Jacobs. I stalked it for months and finally bought it from Net-a-Porter on sale. It had the most exquisite detailing – grosgrain covered buttons, a peplum waist, lovely lining fabric. And yet, I wore it maybe once. It just didn’t fit into my fairly tomboy-ish wardrobe. I finally sold it to a dress agency, two years after I bought it, still in mint condition. I still look back on it fondly – it felt great to work hard, save up for it and buy it. And the lesson I learnt was very useful, and it’s kept me from buying other “dream items” without imagining how they will fit into my existing wardrobe.

  276. Blaise

    August 2, 2012 at 4:15 am

    Does a haircut count? I cut my hair really short last year, because I was thinking that I had the FACE to actually pull off such a cut. I actually had TOO MUCH FACE (so round and cheeky), that after having my hair so short, it’s like all one can see when they look at me is my humongous face… Of course I have to bear with the cut until my hair grows again.

  277. Patricia Detiger

    August 2, 2012 at 4:15 am

    So many fashion fiascos, mostly all due to NYC sample sales…however the real “what was I thinking” items have to be my NY Vintage Clothing Fair buys. I go there drawn by the hunt and the fabulously dressed shopkeepers and crowd. I become convinced that I must dress more fantastically and disregard practicality and trends. I end up with Lucille Ball dresses, hippie crotchet maxi dresses, bags that look great but smell “vintage”…Never to be worn, but never to be tossed either, they are my little “what was I thinking” treasures!

  278. Tara

    August 2, 2012 at 4:17 am

    I found a really high-end vintage shop that sold the absolute best dresses one could dream of. I found a 1960s floral one that was really charming, with its flowy-feel that expressed, “Freedom!” But I’ve not been free to wear it, because I simply can’t pull off ’60s chic.

  279. Cöcö

    August 2, 2012 at 4:19 am

    I bought an edgy androgynous Armani Exchange black top/vest. It had an asymmetric zip running down the front. Very cool, but not me. And the reason I got it was because I was shopping with a friend and always when I picked up something and asked her ‘Isn’t this cute’ – she replied ‘That’s SO you!’. And I started feeling like I should switch things up a little and try something ‘NOT me’. Yeah it didn’t work out.

  280. Rebecca Lawn

    August 2, 2012 at 4:23 am

    Fishnet tights – the kind with really big diamond holes.

    Oh did I dream of them! As a girl in my early teens, that is what I thought you wore to be sexy. In my eyes that was what all the women wore who were… well.. women. And that was what I was trying to be.

    Its not that I couldn’t afford them, they are hardly expensive, in fact the cheaper the pair, probably the better! But I knew my mother would not have approved, therefore I dreamt.

    One rebellious day, I purchased a pair. They went with nothing in my childish wardrobe and made me feel the opposite of sexy or older.

    They have ended up in my “festival” box, seven years later, I have been to many festivals since… and they are still in the box. I have learnt it takes time to make you feel like a women. Not a pair of tights.

  281. Barnaby

    August 2, 2012 at 4:24 am

    French Connection Silver Puffa Jacket when I was 14. I bought it because I was convinced it would look cool and that I would grow into it (it was XL). 16 years later I am still a medium and it looks ridiculous on me. I have never worn it and don’t plan on it! Oh and just in case it didn’t already look incredibly stupid on the outside, it has a fluorescent orange lining. Wow.

  282. Alex

    August 2, 2012 at 4:24 am

    For me it´s all about Lanvin sneakers. From the first time I saw them in a magazine I felt the need to own them. In my dreams they worked with everything from jeans to costumes.

    I started saving money and after selling some things from my wardrobe I finally could afford them.
    The feeling of trying them on in the store and then saying “I´ll take them!” is still one of the best shopping feelings ever.

    I finally owned them! Then I just wore them at home, I was afraid that if I wore them in public they would get ruined. So instead I just left them at home. And I have done the same thing ever since.

    But I cant get rid of them, they just stay in the wardrobe as a reminder that everything that glitters…… doesnt always work.

  283. Carolyn Waweru

    August 2, 2012 at 4:31 am

    I have a beautiful A-line waistcoat, it comes to just above my knee and is in Black felt with rust and ochre applique along the hem in a very ‘Biba’ 60′s motif. My Grandmother owned it in the 60′s and gave it to me. When I wear it it just looks so frumpy, no matter how I style it. I am a lot taller than my Nanna was so I guess she looked cool. I’ll never throw it away, it can just stay in the closet or maybe one day I can use it as wall art!

  284. Kostis

    August 2, 2012 at 4:37 am

    I’ve always wanted in my wardrobe these slippers of Tom Ford ( Although that it is very expensive I can not find it anywhere!…

  285. une chatte grise

    August 2, 2012 at 4:40 am

    Black leather jeans.
    When I turned 35 and started feeling old and uncool, I decided that a pair of black leather jeans would be the perfect solution. I was partially right–they made me feel gorgeous and badass, which helped me recalibrate. But I had overlooked a few key facts: first, there aren’t all that many days conducive to wearing lined leather pants comfortably here in the dirty mid-South. Second, while my profession allows for a good deal of sartorial leeway, I just couldn’t make those jeans work for work–while they’re a classic & fairly conservative bootcut style, I always looked like I was heading straight for a rock show when wearing them. And third, if I actually was going to a rock show, the local scene tended more toward beards & PBR than glam & louche, so I would have looked pretentious if the jeans weren’t battered & raggedy… which, of course, they weren’t, since I almost never wore them.
    They’re still in my closet nearly 12 years later. I never wear them now, but just having them still means something.

    • Monsieur Marcel

      August 2, 2012 at 11:29 am

      I may be biased, but the yarn you spun was a good read and a perfect fit…if you don’t win the contest…why, I’ll…I’ll…

      • une chatte grise

        August 2, 2012 at 3:49 pm

        Aww, thanks! :)

  286. Pauline

    August 2, 2012 at 4:42 am

    “A pair of Christian Louboutin heels. Like many other girls, I had been dreaming of owning my own pair of Louboutin for a long time. I ended up buying one pair. I was so happy. It’s been two year and I’ve worn them once at a house dinner with friends. These shoes are so high and hurt so badly that I never feel like wearing them. I have a million pairs of heels, they were the most expensive of them all and they are the only pair I literally NEVER wear. Too bad!”

    This is my story! I love that you chose that as the theme of your contest – I feel guilty all the time for not wearing them considering how much they’re worth! Glad to know I’m not alone ;)

    - Pauline
    [email protected]

  287. Timothy Florijn

    August 2, 2012 at 4:57 am

    Scott, what size are you – can I have your RL jacket? I don’t have a picture but for me it was a pair of lipstick red men’s Miu Miu shoes that I loved but could not seem to match with anything and look semi-sensible. They ended up in the charity shop.

  288. Alexandra

    August 2, 2012 at 5:05 am

    Hmm.. I have to go for my silk, grey tone, leopard print PJ pants by the Dutch designer Monique van Heist. They are fabulous. But am I fabulous enough to wear them? Am I worthy of these pants? That’s the question… Hopefully one day I know the answer.

  289. roro (h.lab)

    August 2, 2012 at 5:06 am

    For me, it’s Dior Homme’s white shirt.

    It’s Hedi Slimane’s one. In Japan, all wore his clothes when he directed Dior Homme.
    His shirt took me with him. This shirt has small collar, fine shape and high-quality textiles. It made by just cotton and the cotton is very soft, velvety… I have no power of expression.

    I think the texture is the most and “it would look great on others but not me” I think, too.
    And I don’t wear Shirts as everyday clothes except at work.
    Dior’s needs any special situation ?
    Anyway, I choise cut-and-sawns everyday.

    I once was getting fat ;)) so I gived up !
    I did not like to part with the shirt. But I thought I can’t wear it anymore.

    Now I have lost weight… I was wrong.
    But it’s happy memory. It’s a kind of begining to take interests in Fashion, Mode…

    Please excuse my poor English.
    I pray for you and also your great idea, ofcourse.

  290. Honour

    August 2, 2012 at 5:08 am

    I love vintage jewelry, and once on vacation I stumbled across this necklace made of old, modest looking skeleton keys attatched together by short lengths of petite chain. Very chic, yet eclectic. I LOVE the necklace. It’s still one of my favorite finds. But I have never been able to just put it on and really own it. It’s a statement piece, and I am never one to make a statement; I perfer classic, understated pieces. But I’m still holding out for the necklace. Maybe one day I’ll forgo wearing it altogether and display is as art, because it really is a special piece in my mind.

  291. Amy Jansen

    August 2, 2012 at 5:11 am

    Mine is a silk gown from NZ designer, World.
    $900 (on sale O.o) spent on a whim on a summer road-trip. The saleswoman must have seen me coming and I did nothing to make her job hard. Out I went with a Red Carpet Gown that was destined to grace only the far back corner of my wardrobe.
    I got it out the other day and hung it on the door – so I could at least look at it. Sadly, there isn’t much call for a ballgown at the office…

  292. Jayne

    August 2, 2012 at 5:32 am

    I longed for anything Marc by Marc Jacobs and was pleased when a sale on net-a-porter allowed me to buy a jacket. Sadly, it was short sleeved. After wearing it twice as I shivered under the grey skies of the north of England, I surrendered and sold it on eBay :(

  293. Josephine

    August 2, 2012 at 5:32 am

    That’s something that has happened to me a lot of times. I still remember that vintage shirt I bought in Spring. I really thought it was the best shirt I had ever found, and days later (just when I threw the ticket away, making impossible its return) my mother made me realize it was awful. It’s old-fashioned, and that’s something I don’t really care about, but those buttons… They’re big fake pearls embellished with fake gold, and they’re everywhere. I thought of changing them, but any other buttons would make the shirt look like a silk cargo shirt. But that’s not all. Its color, that’s a big problem. I couldn’t even describe it. It’s like beige turning a little bit green. WHAT WAS I THINKING!? I’m totally giving it away asap.

  294. Maria

    August 2, 2012 at 5:46 am

    I bought a jacket four years ago. It is petrol blue/green, A-shaped at short. The fabrik is kind of ruffled and the lining is a pale green. I really fell in love with it, but it was to sizes to big and every time i tried to wear it I felt like at pregnant woman. At thet time I was only 14. I was the most expensive thing I had ever bought and also the last piece of clothing I ever bought in a regular shop. Since that jacket I have bought everything secondhand. I think I can thank my very expensive petrol blu/green coloured jacket for that turn in my style. Since that I have really evolved my clothing and style always towards more creatively dressing!

  295. Arba

    August 2, 2012 at 5:46 am

    I bought these Marni brown and black wooden wedges that I keep in my closet and still believe I can wear them someday, maybe with a black Alexander Wang skirt… :)

  296. Tarini

    August 2, 2012 at 5:47 am

    I belong to a conservative Indian family. Its always proper to wear clothes that cover you all way from your neck to your knees. I bought an off shouldered, skin hugging, ultra short dress just to prove a point and be a social outcast. The over zealous me didn’t realize that I will never be gutsy enough to pull it off. Its collecting cob-webs in my cupboard.
    I should probably use is at as a scarf !!!!

  297. AllynTaylor

    August 2, 2012 at 5:49 am

    I always wanted a classic Burberry trench coat. I was rummaging through a vintage store one day and found one that I fell in love with. Classic collar with buttons and lining. Unfortunately, I was so in love that I failed to try it on buttoned up and once I got home realized that while open it looked great, when closed it looked a mess. It was clearly made for someone slightly taller than myself (I’m 5’7″). And with a strict no return policy at the store, I’ve been left with a wonderful vintage Burberry coat sitting in my closet for the past 2 years.

    • julie

      August 2, 2012 at 9:54 am

      take it to the Burberry store to get it tailored. i did it with my husband’s goodwill-found burberry jackets. turned out great. $50 per jacket for a pretty major overhaul.

  298. Laurèl

    August 2, 2012 at 5:50 am

    I can’t call it the worst thing I ever bought because it is so beautifull, so gorgeous and so amazing. It is how God ment to make a dress. I’m talking about my black Lanvin dress. It looked as beautiful in real life as it did online. And google-ing it, it looked stunning on everyone. But unfortunatelly, it’s not made for me. I don’t know what it is, the colourm the fit, the asymmetrical sleeves.. I just can’t find the way to wear it right, every time I trie, I just doesn’t do enough justice to the dress. So it still hangs in my closet and I’m not ready to give it away..
    Maybe your book gives me the inspiration and ideas to wear it differently and with pride, like it’s ment. ;)

  299. Ana

    August 2, 2012 at 5:54 am

    My “what was I thinking” item is a tuxedo. I’ve dream for quite some time (and also saving quite a lot of money for it) of having a real smoking – custom-made, tailored to measure with the finest fabric (Italian finest black cool wool and satin and silk lining) classical cut with a feminine twist, made by the best local sewer. So after a month of fittings and feeling like a the most elegant woman on the face of the Earth I got my tux: fitting perfectly, a modern-classic, a timeless piece, a combination of a feminine cut with the classical silhouette and with the compulsory satin lapel facings and matching braid on the trouser out-seam and jacket buttons. And just because it is such an elegant suit – I’ve never worn it. I have it for 5 years now, in a silk clothes carrier diligently hanging in my closet, waiting.

  300. Ine Hatleberg

    August 2, 2012 at 5:54 am

    Oh, the dream jacket. That was the one I got it wrong with. It was that year when Burberry had that collection with the most beautifull aviator jackets ever. That Christopher Bailey pushed all my right jacket buttons and all I could think about wearing that fall was a jacket like that. The problem was I was about 16 at that time and really I had no money for those Burberry jackets, so I spent my time finding a mass produced kind-of-like-the-real-one. I did, in the end I did and I was so happy! I LOVED it! I bought it! And I wore it twise… It is a realy cool jacket, but ust not on me…sadly, and now it just hangs in my closet gathering dust. I feel a bit sad for it.

  301. D.

    August 2, 2012 at 5:55 am

    The item I dreamed about but never wore was a very special black dress. Inspired by the black dress my maternal grandmother wore at her wedding in 1928:

    I first saw that picture when I was four or five years old and I remember very well my astonishment: Brides always wear white gowns (and there were lots of brides in the family album, dressed in perfect white), so why did she wear black?

    Since I could remember I felt like a kind of stranger in my family; as if I didn’t belong, like the ugly duckling. I starred so many times at the wedding picture of my grandmother and imagined my own marriage to-be in black. For me the black marriage dress embodied the commitment to one’s own individuality (to wear black when one should wear white) and the possibility to lead a ‘normal’ life even as a stranger (to belong, to be married).

    Through my adulthood I occasionally wore the famous little black dress, and although some of these were really gorgeous, they are long forgotten. I never married, so none of my black dresses could have been as magical as the black dress my grandmother wore as a wedding gown.

    [Appendix] Many years later I came to the possible explanation for her dress: She was a 33-year-old spinster when she married a widower in his mid-forties with 4 children. His official year of morning wasn’t fullfilled, which was a scandal at that time, and so my grandmother maybe wore black as a kind of reverence for the dead former wife. No act of rebellion, but one of modesty…

    • Elizabeth

      August 2, 2012 at 4:54 pm

      I accidentally came up to your comment. It’s a really interesting story and the picture is stunning! Don’t think ahead, may be you’ll find your lover and wear your own special black dress! I believe that luck will be with you, dear! Never despair!

      • Stephanie

        August 2, 2012 at 9:01 pm

        I second that!! Great story and lovely photo.

        • D.

          August 6, 2012 at 3:52 am

          @Elizabeth & Stephanie: Many thanks for your comments! I’m happy that you two & many other people look at my grandparents and know the story of the wedding dress now. In a way it revives both of them :)

    • Martine

      August 8, 2012 at 9:48 pm

      Thats a great entry, D. Of what I have read so far, yours is the most compelling. Whatever the reason for your grandma’s decision, she looks very sophisticated in that shorter black dress. I have always thought black or even red is a marvelous color for a wedding dress. (I wore jeans at JOP’s. Still sorry for that decision).
      What a wonderful story. But I don’t think it has an ending yet. Who knows. I second Elizabeth. Perhaps you will yet wear a special black dress on your own wedding sooner then you think. Belonging isn’t a yes or no type of deal. Its sort of like a cup that is sometimes more full, sometimes less. I have a family, and I feel like an alien from Mars at least half the time. I love the photo. Very intense.

  302. Gabrielle

    August 2, 2012 at 6:02 am

    One thing I know – it may not be the only thing, or the first thing to keep in mind while dressing, is that “scaffolding” is not to be questioned. Knowing the proportions of your own body and the proportions that work for you when playing with clothing silhouettes is key. That said, about 12 years ago, when I “grew up” and finally had the purchasing power to dress myself in any way a magazine or trend suggested, a sherry coloured, brushed silk, strapless sheath dress caught my eye in a designer store. The fabric is still so beautiful I love to see it hanging in my wardrobe, and the colour is deep and soft with etched feathers over it. BUT I cannot wear it and feel good, or feel like myself, let alone like a magically elegant creature because it is perfectly cut for someone elses body. My legs and shoulders don’t communicate with this dress the way the dream says they should – the proportions are all wrong on me and no amount of squinting or accessorizing will make this dress anything other than a reworked curtain on me. And yet, I still love this dress and the perfection it could be – on someone else.

    • D.

      August 2, 2012 at 2:29 pm

      Remember what Colette once said, when she gave away the most perfect gem of her collection of paperweights to her embarrassed visitor Truman Capote: “My dear, really there is no point in giving a gift unless one also treasures it oneself.” So maybe one day you see a woman in the streets who may perfectly fit into this dress and give it to her :)

      • Gabrielle

        August 3, 2012 at 4:32 am

        gift-giving – tres, tres complique :)

        But I hear you on the thrill that comes with having another person feel that a piece you passed on to them, added something to their life.

        Quick question – do you ever think that a pair of shoes has life transforming potential that must be taken into account when deciding whether to buy them? For me, all the time!

        • D.

          August 6, 2012 at 4:10 am

          Oh yes! What I forgot to mention in the story of my grandmothers dress (above your comment): I also longed for a pair of those fine shoes from the 20s! Some years ago I bought a pair of historical black T-strap satin evening shoes from this time. Because I literally have Cinderella feet (I wear a EU 33/34 shoe size which makes me very, very unhappy with the contemporary European shoe industry) I have the luck to fit perfectly into historical women shoes. To wear these vintage shoes transforms you, too. To step into someone’s shoes :)

  303. sofia

    August 2, 2012 at 6:04 am

    I always wanted to buy something from this nice italian shop called Lazzari. They have super feminine clothes and I wish I was super feminine. One day of summer, the sale began and I bought this beautiful, green coloured, short empire style dress. I had Never wore it, it was always too elegant or too bright or I didn’t have the right shoes to put it with. But it is still in my wardrobe waiting for the perfect day.

  304. Rachel Funtowicz

    August 2, 2012 at 6:25 am

    Well, for several years i had this fantasy of me wearing a short grey poncho with a mini skirt, walking down the street on a cloudy-drizzling day. Two years ago i found exactly what i was looking for in a small unknown shop named Zara, and haven’t wore it once. It seemes ridiculous somehow. What was i thinking?

  305. Eva

    August 2, 2012 at 6:31 am

    It was a pair of jeffrey campbell “Skates” with the most beautiful wood cut out wedge and tan leather and I saw my self braving the rough streets of copenhagen with a flowy dress leather jacket and them – NEVER happend! I used them once and it took me 10 minuts to get down the stairs – I could not walk in them at all!

  306. aud olsen

    August 2, 2012 at 6:35 am

    A three button shawl collar naval artillery jacket in (true) navy blue linen whith high grade cotton lining copied from an 1860s US war ship uniform by Heritage research, bought on net (yes, I know). It lookes fabulous on a hanger. Wanted to wear it on my publishers annual garden party, and never left the house (wardrobe, actually) in it. The vent (single) stands out like a duck tail, it’s impossible not to think of and feel like Donald D wearing it. The fit, material, cut, lines in the front of the jacket, when buttoned and unbottoned alike, the care with which it is researched and made, love almost, the colour … weaving … yarn … beautifull, and I imagine someone with the guts to relax in this lovely, functional summer garment would pull it off elegantly. It will never be me. Ever.

  307. Anasmat

    August 2, 2012 at 6:41 am

    While being entertaining, the contest’s idea bares a sort of problem people without any clothes at all would love to have. I am happy to see that there are persons here using the reply function and asking to have specific items of clothing donated or sold to them, and thus is unfolding a dynamic of sharing and not throwing out. It reminds me of a Burmese saying: “If you see someone who hasn’t got a smile, give them yours!”

  308. Martyna

    August 2, 2012 at 6:45 am

    To this day I don’t know what I was thinking when I bankrupted myself buying a pink, studded vintage vest… I remember feeling so fashionable and extravagant but when I was getting ready the next day I put it on… looked at myself… took it off… and never wore it again. It seemed so heavy and so not me… It didn’t go with anything from my closet and looked more like an armour than a fashion item. So I burried it deep in the back. Sometimes I take it out, stare at it, caress it and put it back again trying to figure out what I was thinking.

  309. Heather

    August 2, 2012 at 6:55 am

    Black pullover tank (and/or vest – so versatile…) in light merino wool, the front of which is covered in matte black paillettes. With blue or black jeans, or a black or bright skirt, over a crisp white button-down! The imagined possibilities were endless – as they will be to the lucky person who inherits it, with tag intact, when I finally pass it along.

  310. CUO

    August 2, 2012 at 7:04 am

    I pestered my friend into buying me a very pretty pair of white heels I had wanted for the longest. The occassion being my birthday in 2006. I have yet to figure out how to wear them :(

  311. Marc

    August 2, 2012 at 7:08 am

    On a recent trip to Paris, i searched as many possible second hand and vintage stores for a Ralph Lauren trench coat. The perfect beige with buttons and waist belt we have all dreamed of. 6 days of searching and no luck. Still dream of that coat waiting for me in the rainy winter!

  312. Nima

    August 2, 2012 at 7:08 am

    For me its a particular dress with a lot of history – you see, the dress belonged to my mother. I remember spending a few summers admiring my mother in her colourful, floral, flowy, maxi dress. As a child, I would dream about getting the chance to wear that dress one day and I would imagine walking around in it and the light, colourful material would make me as happy and beautiful as my mother in it. So I made my mother promise to keep the dress for me and about 3 years ago, when my parents were moving house, my mother found the dress and gave it to me. Sadly, the dress is still hidden away in my wardrobe and will probably not see the light of day anytime soon. You see, I am a good 8 inches taller than my mother and the lovely, flowy, maxi dress, I admired so much as a child – is in fact, a very busy floral print, 80s dress, that sits at my ankles…tant pis

  313. Johanna

    August 2, 2012 at 7:16 am

    My mum refused to buy me a vest made of fur back when they first became “trendy” in Melbourne. So we bought an $8 piece of fur from an op-shop and some lining from a fabric store and copied the structure of another vest that I own. All was well until we finished sewing…..
    it is the most disgusting thing ever. I hate it. I wanted one so badly and now it just hangs awkwardly in my wardrobe AWAY from my nice clothes. #thesartorialist4lyf

  314. J

    August 2, 2012 at 7:24 am

    A couple of years ago, as a poor student and shoe addict, I promised myself that from my first ‘real’ salary I’d buy myself a beautiful pair of designer shoes. And so I did. About 2 years ago, after searching the internet for weeks, I found the perfect pair of Louboutin booties. Dove grey suede with a white piping, and the highest heels I had ever seen. I still remember how exited I was when opening the box when they finally arrived, how I showed them off to my jealous friends and colleagues… After which I put them back in their box where they have been ever since. They are just too extreme for work, too fragile to wear outside (cobble stones all around) and frankly I wouldn’t be able to walk more than half a mile in them.

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 2, 2012 at 4:52 pm

      Congratulations J on keeping a promise to yourself and on achieving the goal of moving on from being a student. The shoes sound gorgeous. Perhaps you can have you can have a fabulous picture/portrait of yourself taken in them to remember this time and your remarkable achievement. What an inspiring story and a beautiful pair of shoes. No doubt it took a lot of steps to get to where you are. Thanks for your encouraging story–I’m still a student–though almost done!

  315. Sasha

    August 2, 2012 at 7:25 am

    Many. Latest installment: that Celine floral leather jacket from the spring collection. I wore it once, but can’t find out when to wear it again. So cool, but what was I thinking… can’t wear this amazing piece unless going to a fashion event, costume party, which is like, never ;) Still have to learn the lesson: investment pieces should have investment piece colors, navy, black, brown… not orange, pink, green, blue flower power ;)

  316. Alex Vila

    August 2, 2012 at 7:31 am

    I have a lovely dark brown, wool felt fedora, that every winter I say to myself, “This is the year I’m going to wear you on a regular basis.” And every year, I fail miserably. I go to grab it, then reconsider… almost cold day. I have worn it maybe 3 times total, and I have owned it since 1997.

  317. Cécile

    August 2, 2012 at 7:51 am

    I was so little (4 or 6 years old) and dreamed of patent-leather shoes. I had saw them in and longed for Dorothy’s shoes.
    The day my mother at last accepted to buy me these shoes, she mistaked and they were to big for me.
    next winter, I waited to try them and see if I had grown enough…but I had grown too much and the shoes were too little … :(
    From this event on, I have had time to buy so many great shoes…but I always remember these ones :)

  318. Phiralia

    August 2, 2012 at 7:56 am

    Perhaps a midi length body con skirt. I bought it because it was so good in magazine, runway and street style photograph on Sartorialist but I do not have courage to wear it.

    For Asian size, I am quite tall and slender but every time I put it on, I feel so short, oh.. I always wear pants and wearing skirt makes me looks weird. So.. that is why that skirt still sit nicely in my wardrobe.

    • Amel

      August 5, 2012 at 12:06 pm

      Join the club of pant wearing women who fantasize about skirts but never actually wear them because they look funny.

  319. Josefina Boston

    August 2, 2012 at 8:01 am

    I remember how excited I was when I got my hands on that crazy orange long lambskin fur from D&G. I had it hanging in my room, on the outside of the wardrobe for months. I tried it on almost every day. But never ended up leaving the house with it. Summer came and I could no longer wear it, if I for some reason felt like it. And then winter came again. And there it was. On my wardrobe again. And all this lovely coat has ever seen was its reflection in the mirror.

    One day I will wear it, and that will be the turning point of wearing it every day during the winter. But I won’t rush it. Time will come. When I am ready.

    So long

  320. Vnty

    August 2, 2012 at 8:07 am

    A Paul Smith silk shirt with black/white flower print. I wanted to have this right when I first saw it. And I got it, although at the time I probably couldn’t really afford it. Wore it once. Fit perfectly. But alas, I felt so exposed, so over-conscious of myself – and not in a good way.
    But I still have it in my wardrobe, take it out about once every summer and think “I should wear this, but I don’t have the balls for it”. But I’ll not give it away. Never!

  321. Wes

    August 2, 2012 at 8:11 am

    For me it’s a grey flannel blazer with ivory piping and a magenta satin lining. I put it on thinking it will look preppy and elegant, and every time I stand in front of the mirror it looks like I take myself really, really seriously. And I take it off. But I can’t donate it yet! It’s just so well made.

  322. reid.damnit

    August 2, 2012 at 8:14 am

    Vintage leather slingback hurachis – they sounded so chic, they looked so chic online. I imagined wearing them on vacation in NZ and BEING so chic. Instead I looked like I was wearing leather flippers…

  323. Zack

    August 2, 2012 at 8:16 am

    well, oddly enough, like you, i kind of always dreamed of having a nice flannel suit for fall. i work in a record store, and though there are a lot of people dressed pretty well coming through there, i have always dressed more casually while working and am afraid sometimes to try wearing something that fancy to work. i had once come to work from a funeral, kind of dressed up, and had to explain to everyone what was up, so it just gets harder and harder to get to the dream of wearing a nice gray flannel suit, probably no tie, to work on a nice fall day when i would otherwise need a sweater and light jacket.

  324. william olivieri

    August 2, 2012 at 8:20 am

    For me, it’s a shirt with cufflinks.
    I bought it by an Italian craftsman.
    It’s a tailored shirt.
    I have to give the engagement ring to my girlfriend; that’s the situation I’ll wear my new shirt.

  325. Redhead Rome

    August 2, 2012 at 8:24 am

    Dear Sartorialist,
    I spent my rent money in college several times on dream clothes and then lived on oatflakes for ages…one item was a totally sheer blush pierrot blouse complete with huge ruffled collar and black silk buttons from a little couturier shop. This was when everyone was grunge and I was already the oddball in twinsets and bright red.
    I never did manage to wear it outside my flat. Inside doesn’t count I dare say. Eventually it was donated to a friend’s project and some child wore it as a dress over a dress. I still miss it in my wardrobe. Growing up sucks!

  326. Brittany

    August 2, 2012 at 8:25 am

    Twice a year I clean out my closet. I am always the one to say to others “if it doesn’t fit properly, toss it. if you haven’t worn it in 2 years, toss it.” and yet i can never apply this to myself! So this year I FINALLY followed my own rule. And you know what I got rid of? Every single “trend” item i bought in the last 2 years!

    With every trendy item I’ve purchased it seems I love the idea of the trend and I love it on others, but then I wear it myself and I feel silly, like I’ve clearly tried too hard to be fashionable. So while I certainly want my personal style to evolve with time, so that it remains relevant and modern, I should stay true to what I like and to what flatters my shape. An outfit isn’t chic if it makes you self conscious or doesn’t flatter your figure, trendy or not.

  327. Zina

    August 2, 2012 at 8:31 am

    Easy one. I bought a Marc Jacobs frilly baby doll dress circa 2003 from a major inventory clean out sale at Fred Segal on Melrose.

    If you ever been to that specific sale you know that the entire store is under tarps and people are running around like mad, trying on sizes that they shouldn’t even dare to all for the bargain and the rush of a sale. Me, I thought I found a find. I actually found it on line right before getting to the register. The woman in front of me was debating about it with her friend and I chimed in. She was far too old for that dress. It aged her terribly and I really wanted for myself. So I convinced her it was awful and not right, so she sadly agreed and released the frock. I snapped it up without trying it on, and for $23 I had an amazing fun flirty summer dress. Total gangster move.

    I tried it out a few times, but lo and behold I never actually wore it outside. Couldn’t put my finger on it, it just didn’t work. Almost 10 years later, I have never worn that dress and the irony is now I’m far too old to wear it either. It’s like my bitchy bad karma came back to haunt me on this one. It stares at me from my closet saying ” shame on you” As I try it on year after year it only gets me sad.

    So thanks, Satorialist for inspiring me to toss it out. I’ll take the book but I’m grateful for cleansing my guilty conscience about what I did that poor old woman on line. And for the dress, I should find some young fun flirty 20-something and reverse the curse of the marc jacobs dress.


    • une chatte grise

      August 2, 2012 at 3:28 pm

      Nicely done, Zina!

  328. kata

    August 2, 2012 at 8:42 am

    I bought a pair of flannel grey suede ankle boots several years ago, similar to the Christian Louboutin ones.
    First I thought they looked really great. Even though I am used to wearing high heels, these are very uncomfortable and also I sometimes think the grey color makes my feet look huge.
    So despite the compliments I got regarding my purchase, I still hadn’t had the courage to wear them… But if I win your book, I will definitely give them a try without a second thought… :)

  329. Kasia

    August 2, 2012 at 8:45 am

    My dream was to visit New York and when I finally came there I wanted to come home with something special. And I found it – beautiful dress from Dolce&Gabbana: pale pink shantung, gold silk lining: so glamourous, so beautiful, so perfect for being received in audience by the Queen or to attend a yacht party in Monte Carlo.Who cares I do not attend any audiences or yacht parties? So I took this beauty home and it still sits in my closet because – what was easy to predict – there are not any events in my life I could wear it. I’m still waiting for the Queen’s invitation :)

  330. S

    August 2, 2012 at 8:47 am

    A pair of Eley Kishimoto pumps. White, with purple and red print, a narrow red leather strap across the foot and an 8 cm white heel. Gorgeous, but absolutely impractical, especially in Scandinavia, where if it doesn’t rain, it snows.

  331. Chantal

    August 2, 2012 at 8:47 am

    Two years ago I bought a white stretch jersey mini dress by Michael Kors with cuts on the shoulder and …. at the waistline! (look 55 from the SS2010 show) I had just read a piece on Michael on a magazine where he stated that women were supposed to feel sexy and dangerous! the dress is so revealing, it’s indecent and the only time I wore it (at home alone in front of the mirror) I realize how powerful the media are … and how unsexy I was :-(!

  332. Mark

    August 2, 2012 at 8:59 am

    em““`my dreamed style is the man in legging with short pants, i saw someone wore like this before, whatever in street or in your fashion blog, and i have my own idea that how to put legging and shorts together, the thing is i got the dreamed shorts now, which is from CDG 2011, the one with full of skull, lol, i really like it, and cost me alot. but i dont have an legging, even i have one , i think im not brave enough to wear legging walking in Melbourne `s st, lol, guess i need more confidence, anyway, im so looking forward your new book, i got many many inspiration from your first one, thank you.

  333. Jill

    August 2, 2012 at 9:03 am

    This is a recent purchase, so I’m not sure if it “counts” but I bought a (cheap F21) dress that had a peter-pan collar, is minty green and really tight and short. It makes my butt look SO good, but if I want to wear it to work, I have to pair it with leggings/tights and a blazer. Plus, I’m nearing 30 and the one time I did wear it, I felt like I was 12.

  334. Christine

    August 2, 2012 at 9:10 am

    I had longed to own a piece of Comme des Garcons or Junya Watanabe during undergrad, but could never afford it. A couple years after graduation, I came across Watanabe’s army green canvas cargo skirt from Fall 2010 at a consignment store, and bought it immediately even though I could barely breathe, let alone move in the skirt. I ended up wearing it ONCE, cursing myself the entire ride on the subway and the entire evening for putting myself through all the discomfort…although I did receive numerous compliments throughout the night. Anyways, it’s still sitting in my closet today, looking as gorgeous as ever.

    • j'ecris

      August 2, 2012 at 6:09 pm

      I think I own a Watanabe jacket from the same collection–actually constructed of two jackets sewn together with a lot of excess fabric on the back. It’s loaded with non-functioning zippers (so it it cannot be properly closed) and many random patches of velcro–very urban warrior. I’m saving it for the day the country is invaded by aliens (0r falls off a fiscal cliff). Together with the gold bars I collect should I ever have to bribe my way across the Canadian border, I’m prepared. Since that doesn’t look like it will be happening soon, I sometimes wear it on the street to run errands and such. It creates quite a stir, but I have the feeling that it’s itching for action. I like it very much, but I’m not certain it’s equally fond of me.

  335. Alice

    August 2, 2012 at 9:16 am

    Marni 6.3 inches platformed heels, with the heel being from wood. I bought them two years ago thinking…i dont know what the hell i was thinking. They are absolutely beautiful but it is a mission impossible to keep my balance in them.

  336. jennifer

    August 2, 2012 at 9:25 am

    i tihnk i can write an entire blog on this subject alone. the two stand out most recent ones, however — are:

    the dress I’ve chosen to wear to my wedding. and its in 19 days. and I’m not feeling it. (yikes)

    that and a pair of those studded chloe boots in RED (?)- which i told lies to my family about how i was able to afford them (like, “oh no, they’re used. i got them from ebay”) guess what. I’ve worn them once – and i definitely felt like a reject from the michael jackson beat-it video.

  337. The Baker

    August 2, 2012 at 9:25 am

    When I was little, like around nine years old, I saw a pair of “pleather” pants in the pre-teen department at Macy’s that I thought were the coolest things ever. I bugged my mother nonstop about going to the store and purchasing them until she finally let up and got them for me. Needless to say, they were the most uncomfortable things ever, and I ended up stashing them in my dresser, far from sight. To this day, she still tells me the story of how badly I wanted those pants, and I wonder what my nine year old self must have been thinking.

  338. Ali

    August 2, 2012 at 9:26 am

    I would say a pair of blue suede booties with wooden stacked heels. They’re beautiful, but impractical as I don’t wear heels at work, or otherwise. I’m still vowing to ‘make them work’ this fall. I’m going to do it!

  339. Marzia

    August 2, 2012 at 9:28 am

    When I was 10 I begged my mother to buy me thick white wool knitted cardigan, like the Irish ones. I was at the seaside, in August, and I thought that it would have been wonderful for the winter time. But the 80’s were about to start: it was out of style… I’ve never worn it and I still remember it!


  340. Maya

    August 2, 2012 at 9:28 am

    I am a vintage addict. Like, I’m insane I love vintage. And not vintage as in bright colored 80′s bull shit (although it’s awesome, just not for me.) but the 70′s and 90′s. I found my mother’s lingerie cedar trunk in our attic 2 years ago and she had the most stunning night gowns and sexy silk and lace kimonos that I have ever seen and made me wonder what my mom was doing in the 70′s but then I realized that might not be the best thought to have…

    I have always wanted to wear her night gowns as dresses with a pair of strappy heels and a vintage clutch. It would look amazing because I have an afro and all so I would look so 70′s and sexy but… I have never had the balls to do it and my mom would flip the fuck out!

    When I tell you these night gowns are to die for I mean it! Think if Tibi, Free People, Celine and Acne had a baby… sounds kind of cray but they are amazing. ;_;

  341. W.Colter

    August 2, 2012 at 9:32 am

    Such a beautiful jacket deserves a second look. For me, dressing begins in context with weather being a substantial indicator in Canada. Perhaps you’ve situated this coat in the wrong season…I would put you in this in the spring, on those first warm days, worn as outerwear. I see it as a more formal derivation of the photographer’s flack jacket. Considering the pockets and it’s boxy shape , it just needs some streamlining as in a Brooks Brothers shirt and some camo, on your bike with a rumpled trouser. It would also suit you with a denim shirt and an Ivy League tie. Then, (sigh) if it’s still not doing double duty, as everything in my closet invariably must, by every means help someone less fortunate by being John Malkovich: hang it on a hook in the subway station and don’t look back.

  342. Vanessa

    August 2, 2012 at 9:35 am

    I have this great 70s printed plum colored DVF dress.
    I put it on last fall with some great tan boots and sat in my house for about an hour before I decided to take it off. Where was I going looking like that?
    To the grocery store, maybe.
    I guess we’ll see if I can actually walk out of the house with it this year.

  343. julie

    August 2, 2012 at 9:46 am

    I’ve dreamt of a classic black quilted Chanel bag for many years, but could never afford it. Even when I could, I always felt too guilty to justify the expense. After a very traumatic event too personal to get into, I decided to give myself a consolation present – a vintage quilted Chanel. That was in 2008. It has been sitting on my closet shelf ever since – I find the size to be impractical for my needs. I tell myself it will grow in value over time and will serve me if I’m pinched for cash :) Otherwise, my goddaughter can inherit it.

  344. Fabiano Mayrink

    August 2, 2012 at 9:49 am

    So, I daydream to wearing a slim fit blazer, but here in my city is so dificult to found a beatiful one, I’m thin and the most of store that I go the blazer are big and heavy, I dont like any one, and a brand ones that is more beautiful is so expensive! For a long time I want to wear this.

  345. Teo

    August 2, 2012 at 9:51 am

    I saw these gorgeous red leather gloves in a vintage shop and thought they would be so chic to wear. Two years later and I have never worn them. Somehow they don’t seem to work with any of my outfits…

  346. Mia

    August 2, 2012 at 9:52 am

    Last summer I bought this beautiful beige suede leather jacket from Acne. So beautiful, but because of its colour and the fact that it is suede I never seem to find the right occation to wear it as it is always raining here in Norway. But I don`t regret buying it, it was just to beautiful to leave hanging on the rack!

  347. Julia

    August 2, 2012 at 9:58 am

    Last year I saw a rabbit fur vest in a store in Abbot Kinney. I tried it, loved it but didn’t buy it at first because I’m not too fond on fur. But then, back in NYC, I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I started finding things that would go sooo well with it. First I got a floppy felt hat, then a chunky wool sweater, and I finally had to order the vest online.
    Well, it’s been sitting in my closet for more than a year, along with the floppy hat and the chunky sweater. Altogether, around $500. I’ve tried it with everything in my closet, I even brought it to a styling class where everybody said I could use it with pretty much anything.
    Nop. dead bunny doesn’t fit me. Learnt my lesson.

  348. Sasha

    August 2, 2012 at 10:01 am

    Mine’s got to be a Celine Phantom Boston bag in orange.
    So my husband and i went on a honeymoon around Europe and in Paris he insisted that i should buy a nice bag for myself (no,i never buy a single piece of fashion article that cost more than $100,let alone $3100 for that Celine at that time in Paris)
    I only had about 2 hours to make a decision because our flight was in the afternoon. I planned to get a bag that would go with everything,suit my style,not too over the top,with long strap for practicality and preferably in dark tone and it had to be a genuine leather bag.
    … When suddenly this orange square goodness caught my husband’s eye. He said i should try it on,i did- quite pretty I thought. Hermes-orange color, tan soft suede lining, gold tone hardwares..Husband reassured me I should take something that was not available back home;not a black plain bag. sales lady told us it was the last one in Paris in that color. A super tall blonde girl behind me attempted to try that on, utterly gorgeous on her. So i snapped it and wear it right away (I traveled with my Zara black leather bag)
    In the airport at least 4 Parisian ladies stopped me and said my bag is beautiful,plus more than 30 pairs of eyes coveting the bag in Paris and Italy after. I just wanted to run back to the shop and returned it.

    Back home, i never wore it not even once. It is too heavy and bulky, the leather is too precious i am afraid i will pour my coffee on it or it will get stained by pen marks somehow, and in my tropical Indonesia,sweaty hands will definitely stain the handles. and there is no long strap,not very practical (but why it looks so effortlessly chic on the petite Olsens???WHY??sigh).and for heaven’s sake,NO ordinary women will look good in that kind of fiery orange! PLUS not long after that i got pregnant which made it impossible for me to tote around anything so heavy with my daughter in my other hand.

    I cleaned it every now and then and still I do not think it was made for me. It will look awesome on a beautiful brunette Italian woman in a pair of bootcut slim-fitting denim worn with super high heels (that is how I imagine it to be paired with)
    I should have just taken a black Givenchy AND a Mulberry.

    • Sacha

      August 3, 2012 at 11:50 am

      come on that’s an awesome bag!! I trade you my celine leather jacket :P The orange (fluo, I guess?) is amazing. Totally knockout bag. Just get over the thought that it cost that much, and you’ll start wearing it.

  349. Martin H

    August 2, 2012 at 10:02 am

    Dear Sartorialist Crew,

    Deep in my closet hides a beautiful venetian red, three buttoned Tommy Hilfiger sports jacket. It is a untouched, vintage gem that I stumbled across in a second-hand shop three years ago. The jacket caught my eye like a flower among the weeds, differed from every other jacket I had ever owned and struck me like lightning. No excuse could stop me: Never mind that it’s two sizes too big, you will surely grow. Look past the fact that nothing you own match such a strong color, you will surely buy what you lack.

    Needless to say; I never got around to growing any bigger nor buying the garments necessary to do the jacket justice. I dig it out each summer, reconsider, and then I hide it again each fall. Some things never really let you go.

    Best regards,
    Martin Hansen

  350. Annie

    August 2, 2012 at 10:16 am

    My junior year of high school, me & my best friend frequented a local boutique for months searching for prom dresses. Only one dress ever caught my eye, a gorgeous pink beaded gown that sprouted ostrich feathers at the bottom & made me feel like Ginger Rogers a la Top Hat every time I tried it on. And at $800, all I could do was try it on. A year later, during my senior year, the Boutique went out of business & held a closing sale. I went with no expectations, but the moment I walked through the door Fran, the sweet elderly sales lady that put up so well with me & my friends weekly visits the year before, ran to the back of the store & pulled out my dress, miraculously marked down to a mere $80. I was ecstatic that I had obtained the prom dress I pined for so desperately junior year prom was now mine for senior year prom. I wore a (rather chic, if I say so myself) Tuxedo to prom (which in itself is another story entirely), and so alas, my beloved dress remains in my closet still waiting to make its grand debut, now three years after I first fell in love with it.

  351. María

    August 2, 2012 at 10:20 am

    A couple of years ago, I was exploring my grandfather’s closet and I found this Burberry beret (i don’t know if that is theword in english, but in spanish is boina) and later I found a suitcase, gloves, scarf and coat that matched it. My grandmother told me that it would loo great on me, but my father said that it reminded him too much to his father and asked me to please take it off. I am still praying to my grandfather to make my father let me wear it!

  352. Orlagh

    August 2, 2012 at 10:23 am

    If the words purple shellsuit don’t immediately evoke the “What was I thinking” moment, the fact that I saved all of my pocket money for three months to buy the grape-hued monstrosity definitely do. Add to that a matching pair of LA Gear sneakers, a purple scrunchie and a time before hair straightners and you have the 1990s hot mess that was childhood me. I know everyone has similar offences from their early teens, but to this day, I can’t wear purple.

  353. Kat

    August 2, 2012 at 10:24 am

    it´s so much fun reading all those stories..
    you should do a massive clothes swap!!!
    i regularly clean out my closet and have friends around to take whatever they want. the rest is sold on fleamarkets..

    the only piece I can´t get myself to get rid of is a pair of heeled cognac leather overknee boots from italy.. you can also fold them at the top so they end under the knee . they´re gorgeous and I fell in love at first sight..

    BUT I´m too small to pull them off. they make my legs look ridiculous..
    i´d really love to give them to someone who will wear them out, because they should be worn.

  354. S

    August 2, 2012 at 10:25 am

    There’s a great vintage store here in Toronto, just on the outskirts of downtown, that stocks amazingly kept statement pieces all for about $30 or less. While I never convinced myself I’d actually wear the classic Versace print widelegs, a magenta silk dress did catch my eye. Long-sleeved with slits down the arms, it also boasts a super low front and completely open back. Despite this, it’s not actually very sexy; instead, it’s loosely structured and cut boxy at an awkward length a la Miuccia Prada. In the place of a tag, the name of a former local film studio is scribbled in black permanent marker, meaning that the dress had been made-to-measure just for its star. This bit of glamour sealed the deal, and I bought it. And wore it. Once.

    Since 18 I’ve been known for my strict uniform of red lipstick and minimal black and white, so I guess my flashy alter-ego was craving an appearance. I’ve tried to wear it so many times since but haven’t been able to do it. Still, I have no plans of throwing this gem out anytime soon because the next time it feels right, it’ll feel so right.

    A photo:

    • Steph

      August 2, 2012 at 8:47 pm

      Would you be willing to share the name of the store?

      • S

        August 5, 2012 at 7:19 pm

        Stella Luna on Queen West just before Roncesvalles. It’s amazing!

  355. Cody M

    August 2, 2012 at 10:28 am

    One summer, I decided to become fashionable.

    During a summer trip, a group of friends split up, half going to a used book store, and the other half on a shopping mission. I strangely went along with the fashionites, and found myself in the middle of an H&M. They were all trying on clothes, effortlessly pulling jeans, scarves, and shirts off racks. Lingo was also thrown around, “Am I swimming in this?” “Yeah dude, you’re swimming in that jacket.” I didn’t know what to do, and I aimlessely walked around the store, sheepishly grabbing at anything familiar that could be justified as trendy (somehow, that was v-necks, and undershirts). After we left, I realized I needed to do something about my lack of knowledge. I always heard the fashionites talking about cardigans, in such utter respect, and I knew I would have to get one.

    Later that summer, I went shopping, now “well equipped” after much research. I went upstairs to the clearance of J. Crew section, and searched. I found a nice t-shirt, and some too-expensive button downs, for my meager budget. I browsed, but then, I saw it. Charcoal grey. Black buttons. Knit. J. CREW! It was the cardigan I had been waiting for.
    Well, it turns out, I barely wore the idolized piece of clothing. After looking at myself in it, I realized it drooped off my shoulders, and was made for a man 40 pounds larger than me. It sits in my closet, and I sometimes laugh, reminiscing about my first tryst with fashion.

  356. Paula

    August 2, 2012 at 10:35 am

    As I was attending a conference with my sister in London, she spotted a tiny announcement on a light pole for an ‘Alexander McQueen 2004 after-show sale’. The sale was on the other side of London, so we ditched the conference (how could a design theory conference win over the possibility of owning a real Alexander McQueen item???).

    We came into this tiny room in a second floor, clothes everywhere, mostly on the floor. We ran through the racks, and at the end of the room, we spotted a group of ladies going over an amazing sculptural sci-fi white leather jacket that it is quite impossible to describe (

    All the women were trying it on, but the sleeves where tiny and none of them were able to get their hands through. There was a cue to try it on, and we got on it. When it was my turn, my hand just slipped in! I felt like Cinderella in middle of women green of envy, including my sister who just shouted ‘you b…h!. It was perhaps the most joyous single moment of my life ☺

    Of course, I bought it… and I haven’t worn it once. The leather is too delicate, and it is very uncomfortable in reality (small sleeves don’t allow for movement).

    But I get enormous joy of looking at it and showing it to my friends. I am pretty sure I will never get to wear it in real life, so I am in the process of creating a perfect stand in the living room to display the most beautiful wearable sculpture by the great McQueen.

  357. Jessica

    August 2, 2012 at 10:36 am

    In 2005 I was obsessed with a pair of Diesel cowboy boots. Bringing a hippy 60′s era to the western style, they were funky, floral, and total eye-candy. I cut out their ad in my Vogue and scrapped it into my fashion-wish-list-collage.
    During the summer of 2006, I was visiting an aunt in England and she brought me to some outlet shops close to her home. We walked into Diesel, without a mission, and there were the boots! I was hyped to say the least. Marked down (not considering the exchange rate), two sizes too big, but I didn’t care because those were THE boots. Seems like a practical purchase, no?
    I bought them, on the spot without a second thought. Six years later and I’ve never worn them. I’m more of a black and black and black all over kind of girl, but these boots were my fantasy. They’re bright statement stompers, that I clobber around in at home where no one can see me trip over the giant toes as I catwalk through my kitchen.
    What was I thinking?

  358. me

    August 2, 2012 at 10:39 am

    A FUR COLLAR- Oh my gosh I have this navy ,six button , slim fitted mens coat that has a detachable really fluffy fur collar -gorgeous. Every fall / Winter I say I am going to wear it. I have worn it several times but every time I have it on I get so many stares that I become really conscious of it. So what I now do is remove the fur collar and just wear the coat. I love the coat with the collar attached- but the color now rest in my closet……….. But I dream of wearing it out to lunch or at night with sunglasses – hopping out of the backseat of a chauffeured driven car. lol lol

    I’m going to wear it this fall/winter……….. lets see!!!!

  359. Jen in TX

    August 2, 2012 at 10:43 am

    For me it would be the little booty yoga shorts I somehow thought I’d be brave enough to wear to the yoga studio. Not happening!

  360. Kate

    August 2, 2012 at 10:45 am

    First of all, that jacket is wonderful… I hope someone else will get some use out of it, or, better still, that you will find a way to wear it!

    My dream item that I never wore wasn’t anything designer at all–it was a dress I bought at JCPenney at around age 14 or 15. It was spaghetti-strap, royal blue satin, and I called it my ‘Cinderella dress’ (although really it was probably more akin to the blue version of Princess Aurora’s dress in Sleeping Beauty, except sleeveless). It had a full, long skirt with tulle underneath, and the bodice had latticework in the front that was adorned with blue rosettes. I’d admired it for months at Penney’s, where my mom worked. Eventually it went on clearance, and I found it, in my size, for I think around $25. I loved it so much and it was such a good deal that we bought it in anticipation of some future homecoming dance or prom. But I never once went to a high school dance (if you have to know, nobody asked me, and I was too proud to go alone, although I don’t particularly regret it!), and to this day, 15 years later, it’s hanging on a clothing rack in my parents’ basement with the tags still on. I still love it… maybe next time I go home to visit I’ll put it on just for fun!

  361. Name*

    August 2, 2012 at 10:52 am

    It was 1970 and I was 13 years old and just discovering fashion. I am the oldest of four kids and my family did not have a lot of spare funds for individual whims in clothing; most of our clothing was from Sears & Roebucks, bought on a line of credit that my mom worried about paying off each year. Right before Christmas I had my eyes on a pair of definitely non- Sears issue dusty purple velour low hipster elephant bellbottoms with a matching double-breasted bomber jacket with nubby cream faux sheepskin lining. I pretty much slathered over it and I mentioned to my mom how much I wanted it. It was totally unlike anything that would have been on her approval list of clothing. Imagine my surprise when I unwrapped this hip ensemble on Christmas morning. Previously, I had generally received my yearly allotment of new underwear and flannel nightgowns. But because even at this age I was rather mature and curvy and broad shouldered, the jacket made me look more like a linebacker than the sleek fashionista I thought I would resemble. And I thought I would be the “bomb”! Needless to say I learned a valuable lesson, TRY things on FIRST. The bomber bombed! I hardly ever wore the jacket and to this day feel guilty and bad for my mom who tried so hard to please me.

  362. M.

    August 2, 2012 at 10:58 am

    Black leather Prada boots. I finally broke down. They were perfect (I thought). Cost a fortune.

    But if they got even slightly damp (and they were winter boots) the dye in the boots made my feet black and it was not easy to wash out. Plus the zipper in the back (not at the side) was tough to pull up after the natural bunching at the ankle. Badly made, badly designed. They sit in my closet hogging space. I am wary of buying Prada shoes as a result.

  363. Kunbunboo

    August 2, 2012 at 10:59 am

    I’m a gay man that alway in the quest for statement piece. One day i saw this sequin jacket. It brown bling and cool. It instantly hit me i will look standout in this. I tried it on and it remind me of sequin jacket in menswear givenchy it too cover with the brown sequin but my is actually more bling. So I bought it no tought. But it when I show it off to my family that when the reason come in where you gonna wear it or when. There are no room for this one in everyday life. I still have hope wearing them in concert madonna or the next gaga concert in thailand. I try it on a lot but never go out of the house. I have high hope become rockstar one day so I could wear it to run my errant.

  364. Amanda

    August 2, 2012 at 11:01 am

    I’m just commenting to BEG you not to throw that jacket away!!!!! I think it’s gorgeous and I don’t see anything outlandish about it; however, if you truly just don’t care for it, why don’t you give it away to a friend or family member? Or sell it??? Please don’t trash it!!! Especially such a finely constructed piece. I, personally, would love to be able to afford to give my father something like that for Christmas….Think about it before you waste it! :-/

  365. Sam

    August 2, 2012 at 11:03 am

    A blogger I loved was selling an amazing vintage floral blazer. I loved it and the was she styled it but figured it couldn’t possibly be in my size. When I found it was I snatched it up immediately thinking I could wear it as a statement piece over all of my basics. I’ve worn it out exactly once after it arrived. It doesn’t go with everything and the floral print that I decided would be amazing ended up just feeling too Grandma and I felt so self-conscious but I haven’t yet been able to give it away.

  366. MJ

    August 2, 2012 at 11:04 am

    I immediately fell in love with Mariano Fortuny’s “Delphos gown” when I saw it in a TV documentary on the artist’s life and work in Venice. And what was my surprise to discover it played an essential part in Maria Dueñas’ novel “El tiempo entre costuras” –translated into English as “The Time in Between”, but if you asked me the right version should be “The time between seams. Unfortunately, I’ve never had either the ocassion or the right size of hips to wear such a fabulous dress. But I still keep hope alive!

  367. S

    August 2, 2012 at 11:04 am

    I just had to post again, as I just passed by these lonely guys sitting sadly on the shoe rack.

    A couple years ago, Garance posted a photo of her Surface to Air wedges. My love for them was solidified. As I’m a university art student, pretty much any purchase that isn’t cheap vintage or bought at my retail job (50% discount!) is out of the question, so I left an e-shopping site with the pair of my dreams as my homepage to keep my eye on them. Months later when they were finally marked down I nearly went into convulsions as I tried to find my credit card. But, wait for it…my size was sold out. Still, as I had waited so long for them, I thought I’d settle with the cognac pair instead of the black, thinking my black-and-white wardrobe needed a serious shake-up anyway. Two years later, I’ve only worn them twice. While I love staring them, they match nothing in my closet and the pointed toes make my size 9s look like size 11s. They weigh about 10 lbs combined, and after but an hour of clunking around, my feet can’t handle the 4.5″ incline. Unlike the happy surprise of my previously posted magenta dress, I have to say that I regretted this out-of-character purchase. Lesson learned: sometimes staying true to your style or colour palette ain’t a bad thing.

    A photo:

  368. mimi taylor-aka-cigalechanta

    August 2, 2012 at 11:05 am

    I wear mostly Bensimons and repettos but fell for a pair of Louboutin heels. I practised and practised but never could walk in them.

  369. Chacoura

    August 2, 2012 at 11:10 am

    Silly me who thought that I could make it wearing a hawaiian shirt. No need to say more.

  370. Alberto

    August 2, 2012 at 11:16 am

    I’m really into the more “rare” sneakers and japanese fashion, so in a bout ’06 when this Asia exclusive mismatch Nike Terminator came out (the Nike x Swagger “Mint Chocolate” terminator I searched for months to get the money, then weeks to find the shoes. I knew what I was getting into. I calculated that I wouldn’t get to wear what would quite possibly be some of the loudest shoes ever very often, but I can’t even bring myself to wear them with outfits that can work. I think it’s partly because of the work I put in to get them and I just don’t want to tarnish them. The rest is because they are so very hard to even use. I kind of just like looking at them, but that’s what pictures should be for. However, this post and its comments inspire me to make this the year that I wear them- as much as possible. If the world really does end in mid-December, I don’t want to go out without knowing how those shoes felt out in the open.

  371. bermiestyle

    August 2, 2012 at 11:17 am

    It was the YSL Johnny boot in black grained leather that I had ordered from their flagship store in NYC. Had sweet dreams of adding another 3, incredibly chic inches to my 5’9″ frame. I reasoned that if Zac Posen could look good in this item, then so could I. Ended in costly disaster as they arrived one size too small. As it was too much of a hassle to return them from my native Bermuda (customs documents, fees and shipping), i decided to keep them and have them stretched. All to no avail. Still so very snug. How do girls walk in high heels? I tried what Isaac Mizrahi had mentioned in his old talk show of walking with broad strides, heels striking the ground first. Boo boo bad-oooohh! Still felt like i was going to tip over! They languished as closet decor for 5 years until i recently sent them off to the consignment shop in search of a new, proper fitting home. The moral of this story, of course, is never order shoes online or over the phone unless you know that particular designers’ sizing. You will inevitably “tip over” with dissapointment!

  372. Amanda

    August 2, 2012 at 11:29 am

    I bought a blue and black sweater dress from a buy-sell-trade vintage shop called Flashbacks, here in San Diego. I wanted so much to pull off the 80s style look, but every time I tried putting it on to go out, I couldn’t find the right shoes to wear with it and I didn’t feel like buying a new pair of shoes just to make this dress work. It still hangs in my dad’s closet. Maybe I could sell it back to Flashbacks ;)

    On another note, at a different vintage shop called Frock You, I fell in love with a green and black Guy Laroche peplum dress with a HUGE bow in the front. I passed on it because I thought, I’ll never have an occasion to wear it, but sadly, I still DREAM about this dress. I would have made it work!

    • Jill

      August 2, 2012 at 1:44 pm

      There needs to be a post inviting comments on “the one that got away” – fashion we wished we had bought but didn’t! For me, that would be a pair of vintage black leather Valentino flats at a rummage sale, in my size and great condition. If they were $10, that was about it. But, I was on a college budget back then and $10 was dinner or shoes… guess what I ended up buying. I still regret it, 5+ years later – I really could have skipped dinner for these, you know!

  373. Lessismore

    August 2, 2012 at 11:29 am

    Two dresses and $1000 later from Australian fashion designer Leona Edmiston before I realized her cuts just don’t suit me. The last one I was so obsessed with even though it didn’t look good in the shop on me. I convinced myself I could make it work but alas no. Not long after I realized it was so unflattering I just wanted it out of my closet. It was the same as throwing $500 out the window.

  374. R

    August 2, 2012 at 11:32 am

    I had a rabbit-fur lined jacket that I finally gave away last year after 7 untouched seasons in my closet!

  375. Zuza

    August 2, 2012 at 11:35 am

    As I see people write about items they own (and I guess that’s the point). But I immediately thought of something I dream about, but still don’t have the courage to get it. I’m a teenage girl and I’d love to wear a bespoke suit. I keep thinking about different things I’d combine it with – shirts, ties, shoes and even socks. I’m only afraid that tailors won’t make suits for a girl with a really feminine shape, that I won’t afford it, that I will look stupid. That kind of outfit is considered extravagant in my city but I hope one day I’ll dare to wear it!

  376. April

    August 2, 2012 at 11:38 am

    Mine was a bright red knee-length skirt embroidered with flowers and somehow sparkly all at the same time, it’s so beautiful but has been in my closet for over a year now – tags on. I’d imagined myself wearing a subtle beige shirt and a sleek pair of heels but every time I try to pair this skirt with something it just somehow just doesn’t feel right. Sometimes I try it on before I go to work in the morning but it inevitably ends up at the back of the closet again, I’m still not ready to throw it out but I fear that it will never see the streets of Montreal as long as it belongs to me!

  377. Makaga

    August 2, 2012 at 11:42 am

    I have always wanted to wear this pair of jodhpur riding pants out, but they’ve always looked just too costume-y. Heck! They ARE costume-y! But I love ‘em, too. I think the ‘elephant ears’ look at the hips that quickly narrows down to buttons that snuggly close the leg openings about the calf area is just really elegant and speaks to a different era and lifestyle. Perhaps I will get the courage one day, but for now, they reside proudly (and discreetly) in the closet. Congrats on the new book!

  378. Marsal

    August 2, 2012 at 11:47 am

    Hello Sartorialist,

    While in Rome, I was touring several vintage stores in order to fulfill a desire for a beautiful hand made sweater , and luckily I found this one. I thought it was the most precious piece of clothing I’d ever touched, and decided to buy it. Yet afterword, I realized that it was not only not flattering, but resided between dressy and not-dressy, and therefore difficult to find the occasion for. To my dismay it stares at me from my closet wondering when it will make its entrance. I don’t know, but maybe someday I will feel like giving it its big break.

  379. Meghan

    August 2, 2012 at 11:49 am

    I ordered a pair of Bed Stu “Aunt Betty” brown leather boat shoes from madewell, thinking they would be the answer to all of my habitual, boring outfits for back to school in the fall… They turned out to be much clunkier than I had anticipated. They could work with certain things, but I wear uniforms to school and they don’t look all that great (even when our school uniforms come from a work wear supplier, so I wear industrial men’s work wear pants). I’ve tried them with dresses, skinnies, sportier clothing and it just turned out to be a waste!

  380. MkeLaurie

    August 2, 2012 at 11:50 am

    Growing up in the Midwest, access to true fashion was rare. I had to be content with buying Vogue and other magazines. On the upside, being of solid, practical, Midwestern stock, I had also learned how to sew around the age of 8, and had a knack for being able to replicate virtually anything from a photo.

    I got married very young (21) to my high school sweetheart (we celebrated our 20th anniversary last year). I was in college, he was coming out of the military and he proposed. I never had that “fairytale wedding dream” as a little girl. Early on in the planning process, my dad sat me down, wrote out a check for $5,000 for our wedding. He gave it to me saying, “Let me know when you need more.” We were not poor, we were not rich, but the thought of spending more of my dad’s money just rubbed me the wrong way.

    Fortunately, one thing I always did want to do was make my own wedding dress. I was able to design exactly what I thought I wanted and something that would show off my sewing prowess. I was also appalled by the racket of the wedding shops, which I had started visiting, and the quality of the wedding gowns available for the price. I spent $112 on materials for my gown, including a new scissors and 3/4 of a yard of imported, handmade lace for the bodice.

    At about the time we should have been happily planning our wedding, my husband-to-be was reactivated by the military and sent to Desert Storm. My wedding dress became a way to keep my hands busy. I hand beaded and hand sequined everything while I watched CNN for the morning news updates before heading off to class.

    This was 1990, when things were still pretty gaudy. The era of the sleek, sophisticated wedding dress was still a few years off.

    I had to keep taking the dress in as I worked because I was losing so much weight from worrying– and this was essentially my version of haute couture. Everything was lined and finished. To make an alternation of any kind was a multi-step process. But it kept my hands and mind occupied. Sometimes, I would bead and sequin for hours just to pass the time.

    By the time my husband-to-be safely returned and wedding day rolled around, I was essentially wearing someone else’s wedding dress. The girl from Wisconsin who devoured the fashion magazines looking for Ann Demeulemeester got married in a bedazzled white dress with leg-of-mutton sleeves (ugh) and a poofy crinoline-ish slip.

    I put the dress on and winced: This was a dress that belonged on someone else other than me. I had strayed so far from my original concept because I had just kept adding and adding and adding. The dress was wearing me. I looked like a walking, white overdecorated bon-bon. I literally was wearing my stress on my sleeves. This was a dress with baggage, and one that nobody should have been married in. It could have been a very bad omen.

    I still have the dress. It lives in a box on my closet floor. I have absolutely no interest in ever looking at it. I think I keep it as a reminder of how our marriage started, and because we were able to get through that at such a young age, we could get through anything.

  381. vito

    August 2, 2012 at 11:50 am

    in the late 90s /early 2000s we were fortunate enough to witness a true artist on the stage of mens’ fashion. he gave life to everything he touched. his pieces were objects, yet highly wearable. and everything felt like it was specifically made for me. – so i bought, bought, and bought. suits, coats, cloves… all classics. all still in heavy rotation. – and then one day, at a most temptingly reduced price, a golden suit smiled at me. amazing fabric – partly metal weave. – it still remains my only piece by the wonderful hedi slimane i never wore.

  382. SoWhatSolange

    August 2, 2012 at 12:00 pm

    This comment stream is totally engrossing–can’t tear my eyes away–an amazing shaming revelation! Most of MY closet anyway, is a fantasy for the self who does not give a damn. In real life I do give a damn, and wind up putting on mostly only what counts as unpretentious. I can’t experience clothing ambition if the garment isn’t a little wild or fancy. The functional-wear I actually live in turn out to be shopping accidents, purchased without dream or ambition. I conclude Sartorialists who have their acts together navigate a finer line between fantasy and function…

  383. Veta

    August 2, 2012 at 12:04 pm

    The fur gilet that I bought at Portobello Market back in the early Sienna Miller years. The curly fur is unidentifiable and some might (ungenerously) say, hideous. ‘Poodle Coat’ now lives in our dress up box and to this day, has never been worn outside the house. Even within, it never appears until the music is cranked and the wine is a’flowing… Poor, poor Poodle Coat. Loved and shamed in equal measure.

  384. Cassandra

    August 2, 2012 at 12:10 pm

    When I was younger I loved Betsey Johnson, but couldn’t afford her line. Many years later, when I could afford it, I bought a vibrant (of course) full ballet skirt and a embellished (of course) T-shirt. Even though I’m probably 10 years younger than Betsey, I realize I can’t pull off her adorable, fun style. I can, however, pull off a pretty mean cartwheel! ; )

  385. Lux

    August 2, 2012 at 12:13 pm

    With me it’s pretty much a pattern to fall in love with a piece in the store, convince myself it looks great on me and i feel super comfortable in it, get home, throw it in the closet and a couple of weeks later when i actually want to wear it i realize there’s something wrong. My latest adventure was with a pair of fuchsia peep toes from Zara. I dreamed of them for weeks because at the time i only needed a dress and i simply picked them from the shelf to see what the dress looks like in heels, but they turned out to be incredibly comfortable . I finally convinced myself to buy them and i ran all over town to find the right size and i happily took them home. When the opportunity to wear them finally arrived they turned out to cause me great pain simply from wearing them 10 minutes around the house and i saw myself forced to return them to their stylish box. Where they’ll probably lead a long and happy life, in a kingdom far far away from my feet.

  386. sanne

    August 2, 2012 at 12:24 pm

    I love high heels, i think they are very beautyfull and they can rescue almost any outfit. However i never wear high heels cause im a tall girl, im 180 cm, and with heels on i get very self conscious and i just feel like a big giant. So usualy i wear flats or kitten heals. But i was in london some years ago shopping and saw these amazingly beutyfull shoes with very high heels. I thougt to my self, im just gonna try them on, nothing wrong in that but i ended up buying them, convincing myself that i would wear them and be proud of my height. But i have never worn them, i just look at them and wish i was 10 cm shorter. Maybe some day i will have the confidence to go out in them and not care about being taller than anyone else, but for now i only wear them inside my apartment when im alone.

  387. Naomi

    August 2, 2012 at 12:26 pm

    When I was in high school, everyone wanted Guess jeans. Yeah, it was the ’80s. Anyway, I scrimped and saved and finally bought a pair. And realized promptly that they were uncomfortable and made my butt look square. That was the last time I felt the need to ride a trend!

  388. migo

    August 2, 2012 at 12:27 pm

    I was dying for a dark gray pinstripe pants, with a classic look. I finally found one, that has pleats and is straight-legged, also had it cut so that break would fall right at my ankles. I imagined it would be so versatile, dressing it up with a sleek slate shirt and neutral jackets, or dress it down with just a t-shirt, sneakers or flip-flops. But every time, I try it on, I feel i look very boxy and too short, and I don’t know how to remedy it. It left me looking for that perfect pants still, and that pair that will remain at the bottom of my closet.

  389. Alvaro

    August 2, 2012 at 12:28 pm

    I purchased a pair of brown Santoni shoes which I did not wear for at least 18 months. Some how every time I would tried them on, they would look too thin, too short. But wait, the story has a happy ending, I then realized that the problem was on my trousers which were too wide at the bottom, so after a few alterations they then matched beautifully.
    Congratulations on your new book. I am sure it will be great

  390. Sigurd Helge

    August 2, 2012 at 12:34 pm

    There have been lots of “worst item” moments in my life but the most expensive and foolish “worst item I dreamed of the most but never actually ended up wearing” episode is an authentic WW2 A-2 aviator jacket. Yes, a real one and it cost a damn fortune but I never used it. I really thought I’d be ready for a cool Frank Sinatra or nifty Gregory Peck look, or even better, maybe successfully emulating a real “salty” 20th Fighter Group aviator back in the days look, but hell, there is no Normandy Campaign going on and no P-47 to ride to work, even less a 50:ies cool movie shooting set going on. It just didn’t work. I looked like a juvenile “cab driver” from “nicety”-hell. I didn’t even have the brains to buy a good quality replica, no, I had to have a nice, original vintage specimen (which not only was hugely expensive, it also took ages and real hard work to find). Well, I never wore it and kept it for years until I finally let it go a couple of years ago. Lesson learned; know your sartorial limits!


  391. Shuyi

    August 2, 2012 at 12:37 pm

    My wardrobe consists mostly of modern, neutral, classic pieces that are functional for a 27 year old woman and that I love as well. However, one too many pages of Vogue USA later, which tends to showcase beautiful, embellished pieces but that also has little practicality in one’s daily life, I decided it was best to start looking for “heirloom” pieces that I could first wear and then later, pass down to my daughter (if i did have one in the future, i.e. currently non-existent). I happened to be in London and read about “Annie’s” in Islington, a vintage shop where Kate Moss and other fashion bigwigs shop (or so I read, in the reviews) On my last day, I rushed to the store and rang the tinkly doorbell, convinced the shop was closed because it was empty and the door was locked. However, a tiny little woman appeared from the back of the pale beige satin curtains (like magic, which only served to add to the whole whimsy of the event and that evening) and with her keys, she unlocked her treasure trove of to me. I was really looking to buy a flapper dress, but interestingly enough, she told me Baz Luhrmann and his team had come swooping down a few months ago to scoop up all the 1920s dresses for the production they were currently filming i.e. “The Great Gatsby”.

    Rummaging through silky nighties and exquisite dresses (the remaining ones other than the 1920s eras), I found a beautiful pistachio green chinese silk coat with embroidered tiny pastel people and pagodas and curly vines. It took my breath away and was such a work of art. I looked at myself admiringly in the mirror and thought “Definitely channeling Kate Moss here.” Now, I suffer from a terrible affliction called “Buyer’s Remorse” and hence was trying to train myself to “think thrice” before making any purchases, let alone big purchases (Note: The coat’s price took my breath away as well.) Sandra Bullock’s speech to her adopted son in “The Blind Side” was running through my head – “Well, one thing I know
    about shopping is that if you don’t absolutely love it in the store, you won’t wear it. The store is, where you like it best.

    So before you choose something think of yourself wearing it and say to yourself: Is this me?”

    “Yes Sandra, I think this is me, very me. And very “my daughter” too! ” I thought on her behalf.

    Hence, hardening my insides and steeling my core against my better economic rationality, I handed over my credit card to lovely Annie, who despite her soft voice, seemed like a shrewd, clever, calculative type. This was after all a woman who made her bread and butter selling old cast offs for 50 times what they were worth and here was a sucker handing over her credit card.

    When I reached home, I realised the coat was a tad too big in the shoulders and long in its length to look chic as a vintage piece on a night out in town. As it is, it may or may not look like the type of robe an Oriental grandma wears to bed. The awful dilemma I had, and still continue to have till this day, is whether to alter the piece to make it look just chic, modern and wearable enough or to leave it as the work of art it is.

    To this day, I leave the coat hanging in my wardrobe, thinking “What was I thinking?”

    Maybe I’ll wear it as a night robe some day.

  392. LyLy

    August 2, 2012 at 12:37 pm

    I dreamed of finding the perfect little black dress. I spent a long time looking for one and saw tons and tons before settling on one from United Colors of Benetton. It was a sheath that went slighting pass your knees with a small scoop neck and gigantic pouf cap sleeves. At the time I thought, I’m getting this because it’s a LBD but with character. Unfortunately, I just looked like a character when I wore it, the sleeves were awful.

  393. ANH Style

    August 2, 2012 at 12:38 pm

    I purchased a 3.1 Phillip Lim dress a few years ago that was never meant to be.

    It was a beautiful cream silk with inky royal blue swirls all over it;
    sleeveless, but there was some extra fabric around the arm holes that made me look top-heavy, so I planned to get it altered (but did not ever take it in to my tailor). I subsequently lost 35 pounds that year, which would have required even more extensive alterations, which I decided I did not want to pay for. I ended up giving it to a woman I know who sells designer items eBay, but it was lost in a house-fire before it could ever be sold.

  394. Rafael

    August 2, 2012 at 12:49 pm

    There was a time that almost every “cool” man (i know its hard to belive) wear a earring hahaha. I was soooo young and thought that would be so grown up and stylish do the same. But i was too young/nerd/fatty to do so, nor even had the courage to ask permission to my parents… so i let timberlake and soccer players be the ones with the trend! hahahah Of course i never told anyone about it, but for your book its worth! =)

  395. Mark Seitelman

    August 2, 2012 at 12:50 pm

    My clothing mistake was separate collar shirts.

    It was no easy mistake. I went through three shirtmakers.

    But first, I shall answer “why?”

    The idea of separate collars intrigued me. I thought that I would acheive a smarter, more formal look that men had in the 1930′s. I wear conservative suits every business day. Also, I liked the concept of mixing and matching different collars to the same shirt, such as a self collar and a white collar. Last, it seemed an economical idea in that I would not have the problem of having to change a frayed collar.

    A friend tried to discourage me. He wore separate, stiff collars at an English boarding school. He hated them. Nevertheless, I was not discouraged.
    I discussed the idea with three shirtmakers. Two of the three wisely demurred.

    Shirtmaker 1, one of the world’s most famous, said that it does not make separate collars.

    Shirtmaker 2, one of New York’s local legends, could make them, but he was reluctant. He asked “why?” He said that it is uncomfortable and awkward. He said “yes” but meant “no.” It was time to find another shirtmaker.

    Shirtmaker 3 agreed. He is another living New York legend. He made-up three shirts with separate self collars (the same fabric as the shirt) and separate white collars.

    The first problem was that he did not have collar pins. We had to improvise for the fitting. I ordered a pair over the internet. It was no big deal. It cost about $15.

    The second problem was that on two of the shirts the shirt collar ban did not allign well with the collar. There was a bunching.

    The third problem was comfort. Ordinarily I did not know that I was wearing a separate collar shirt. But when the collar pins push against my throat, I knew it and felt it. It hurts. I never had this with a regular, collared shirt.

    But, the biggest problem was inconvenience. The reason that separate collared shirts have died in the marketplace is that separate collars are a hassle. It can mean five to ten minutes of extra, precious time in the morning when you have to catch a train or bus.

    I had to admit failure. Shirtmaker 3 admitted that there was a collar allignment problem. He graciously took-back the shirts and made new, regular collared shirts at no charge which I still wear to this day.

  396. anonymous

    August 2, 2012 at 12:51 pm

    I bought this very tight Guess black skirt that I could hardly take a step in. I was with a friend at the time who always wore tight clothing, and in fact said, “The tighter the better.” I thought I looked like a hooker in it, especially when I wore it with the synthetic wig we bought together. I don’t know what possessed me, I am near 50 at this point. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw myself reflected in the shop window as we walked out in this ensemble. Later I took it to a second hand shop. I was at a dance opening night and the MC walked out in it. I couldn’t believe it.

  397. Jeanine

    August 2, 2012 at 12:55 pm

    A vintage fur coat. It was glorious in the shop when I first laid eyes on it. Silky soft rabbit fur in a dirty blond tone. It must have been fashioned in the 80′s as it had huge gorilla like shoulders. I don’t know where I ever imagined wearing it, as I was living in Vancouver, Canada where it rains 80% of the time… not ideal fur weather. I wore it around the house a few times but it never ventured further than that.

  398. Allison Krieger

    August 2, 2012 at 1:06 pm

    When my grandmother passed away, I was the only grandchild who could fit into her small shoe size. She loved to splurge on designers. As I was scrounging her closet with the rest of my family, I found a pair of lovely vintage Gucci shoes! I couldn’t believe my eyes. They where cream colored with small golden Gucci symbols on the front and had dark wooden heels. I was so excited when I found these because this was the first time I had come in contact with a designer brand ! I told myself once I was in college that I would wear them, but they continue to sit on my closet on display. Reading your post reminded me that these shoes are just waiting for me to put them on again. They also reminded me of my Nana and how much of a fashionista she was!

    P.s.-I have been reading your posts for over a year now. Little did I know that you studied at the same school as me! Indiana University-Bloomington. I am now returning for my sophomore year and studying Arts Management!

  399. mariaelina

    August 2, 2012 at 1:14 pm

    I love to knit. So every once I a while I buy a book with exquisite designs. Then I will fall in love with one piece of clothing in it, usually the one that requires lots of time, patience, and expensive yarn. I am a proficient knitter, in principle that is. I know my techniques and learn easily. However, for some reason these ambitious knitting projects never quite work out. I mean I can make stitch for stitch exactly what the pattern tells me, but the finishe product always lacks a certain something. It somehow never quite looks like it should. Nor does it fit like it should. Then I usually shed a few tears, bury the finished item in my closet, and swear off knitting for good. Only to repeat the process six months later.

  400. Karen T

    August 2, 2012 at 1:17 pm

    ahhh yes! the Burberry cape: beautiful wool signature plaid. Red raspberry and deep brown tones with a tiny subtle silver metallic thread, came down to just below the elbow, pullover with a slight cowl neck. So fabulous! Looked great on the hanger. You are familiar with the white plastic cones that dogs and cats must wear when they have an injury… the look of complete misery and discomfort they have? Picture that, but inverted and sitting on my shoulders (but in beautiful red raspberry and deep brown plaid with a hint of silver!) I tried and tried for one year, tags never left the cape, finally, reluctantly, sadly… returned to the store.

  401. Paula

    August 2, 2012 at 1:19 pm

    “Clothing”- I’ll write about my shoes.

    I was in Barcelona for holiday and stumbled upon a COS store (it was quite big compared to what we have here in Dublin), I went inside and fell in deep love with a pair of black heels. I absolutely HAD to have them. I didn’t buy them at that same moment though. I left the store, thought about how much I wanted them, waited for the next day, and bought the heels.

    Needless to say, I wore them only one time for about 30 minutes, and my feet were almost dead.
    Haven’t worn them since. Pity though. They weren’t cheap at all.

    Such good looking shoes, I wanted them so much, but so painful to wear!

    Guess I’ll have to wear them some other time but make sure to patch up my feet beforehand.

  402. Mara

    August 2, 2012 at 1:27 pm

    For me it has to be a 50’s skirt suite I bought at a vintage shop. I even got shoes to make the look complete. It really fits perfectly. I always love old movies with strong female characters looking sharp.

    ..however where do you wear something like that too?
    Until I find out it hangs in my closet. I can’t bear to throw it away although it has been about 10 years sins I bought it. It is just a bit to costumey maybe…

  403. Luiz

    August 2, 2012 at 1:33 pm

    My “what was I thinking” item would definitely be a pair of oxford shoes I had especially made for me. They are a two-tone traditional oxford shoes, mixing Havana brown leather and woven jute and were beautifully crafted. I spent months dreaming of how I would mix them with skinny dark blue jeans and white shirts or tees or how I would easily match them with light summer white pants. I always thought they would work perfectly with shorts too. Sadly, though theoretically I still think they would look amazing, I just cannot pull off any of those looks. Whenever I put them on I am feeling self-conscious and dressed up like a clown and I am always stuck in the “with-or-without socks” dilemma. I went through my whole wardrobe to find a perfect match but the length of my trousers’ hems seems also to be a problem. So there they are, still beautiful to look at but untouched inside their boxes.

  404. Meredith Howard

    August 2, 2012 at 1:39 pm

    All last Fall, I dreamed of buying a pair of wedge platform ankle boots from Aldo. They were only $100, but I knew they weren’t practical for the conservative area in which I live. So, I would just look at them every time I went to the mall. They finally went on sale, so I bought them. I wore them a couple of times and felt like everyone was staring at me – and not in a good way. I knew the platforms were too much but just couldn’t help myself. I still think they are cute, so they just sit prominently on my shoe shelf in my bedroom.

    - Meredith

  405. Maria (from Cambridge)

    August 2, 2012 at 1:41 pm

    About 22 ago, when I was a senior in high school, I purchased 3 yards of orange velvet and asked my grandmother and dad (who were on their way to Manila) to please have a pair of orange velvet bell-bottom pants custom-made for me. I sketched, for my grandmother’s couturier, a picture of the pants that I wanted to have made. It was not drawn very well, but no one could say it wasn’t a pair of pants, just pants. Knowing that my grandmother often came back from the Philippines with gowns fit for a beauty pageant, I underscored the importance of simplicity. I told my dad, “DAD, JUST BELL-BOTTOM PANTS, PLEASE, you know, the kind you used to wear.” He tucked my precious velvet fabric and my “sketch” into his suitcase. My dreams were about to come true. My favorite color in the world was orange. I was going to have something “custom-made.” These pants were going to be AMAZING.
    At school, I talked incessantly about the bell-bottom pants.

    How I counted the days until my grandmother’s return. But when she returned, the pants were not… “just pants” as I thought I had so firmly requested. Instead, my 3 yards of orange velvet had been turned into a one-piece jumpsuit with puffed sleeves, gold beading, gold sequins, orange appliqué flowers, and a matching pouch with string, which was, I suppose, to be used as an accessory to this outlandish confection. This was awful. Not only was my dream of a pair of orange velvet bell-bottoms now dashed to pieces, but out of respect and gratitude for my grandmother (who had paid to have this thing made), I could not say anything other than, Thank you. Fashion mishaps and misgivings are universal, but this was high school. I had bragged about these pants. I was even considering wearing them to the prom! My father felt for me, but I think he also meant to teach me a lesson. And it was NOT about pride or vanity. I think the lesson was about being clear with your instructions. The sketch was poorly drawn, contained no measurements, and I had conveyed vague sartorial wishes to a third party, who would not even be there when my grandmother had her appointment.

    In order to please my grandmother, I had to wear the jumpsuit once, for a set time-limit, to a “family-only” gathering, and as soon as a sufficient number of family members had “seen” me, including my grandmother, (and before any pictures were taken—I hope!) I changed into another outfit. Otherwise, I do not recall ever being seen out in public in that jumpsuit. More importantly, I certainly have never worn and will never ever wear my true “dream” outfit of the orange velvet bell-bottom pants. Because they were never made. Indeed the pants simply do not exist.

    The jumpsuit with the puffed sleeves, however, I do still have. I had been forbidden by my father from ever getting rid of it. And somehow even though I am nearly forty years old, the edict stands. My husband encouraged me to take it out of the closet last night, just for old times’ sake. When I did, our five year old son (who loves all my funky German clothing) was bedazzled by the orange velvet and the gold beads, sequins and the appliqué flowers. I admit my own heart skipped a beat. Maybe, I thought to myself, as I slipped it on after all these years, the orange velvet jumpsuit would suddenly become magical; perhaps it would turn into art. Nope. Not even a bit. What was I thinking?

    • RJT

      August 3, 2012 at 6:01 pm

      This is a wonderful, hilarious story! So sorry you didn’t get your pants, but now you have this story- complete with props!

      • Maria (from Cambridge)

        August 4, 2012 at 11:58 pm

        Thank you for reading my story and sharing in the fun. It took 22 years, 3 yards of orange velvet, a shattered “fashion”dream, a hideous jumpsuit, and the Sartorialist to figure out the lesson my father was trying to teach me… about how you need to think things through, to be clear about your vision—whether its a life plan or what you want to wear. I realized this as I was writing the story…I remain kind of stupefied by the outfit, in all its awful glory. But now I have shared it, and at least you have read it. Thank you so much. It means a great deal to me.

  406. Robert

    August 2, 2012 at 1:45 pm

    Mine ‘what-was-I-thinking’ are many, hundreds no doubt, including many that slipped through my fingers because I didn’t act quickly, but here goes. At an estate sale for $35.00 I bought a chocolate brown, full length 100% cashmere coat by Luciano Barbera, and you like this part – “collezione sartoriale.” It is double breasted and sold at Bergdorf-Goodman. It was approximately a size 42L but custom made so no size tags. I’m not tall, barely 5’11″ There was simply no way I could wear this coat. I stared at it with lust and love for two winters. While attending F.I.T. (where he just graduated #2 in his class) my cousin’s son performed a reconnaissance mission for me at Bergdorf’s to assess the price of such a coat: $5000!
    I have a wonderful, amazing friend with great style, great chic and is not only tall enough for such a coat, has the right coloring and lives in a snowy, cold winter climate. I owe him 1000 favors and I gifted the coat to him.
    The climate where I live? Los Angeles and Arizona. I can’t imagine when I’d have worn this stunning coat! It has the perfect home.
    I like your jacket by the way!

  407. Jacqui

    August 2, 2012 at 1:45 pm

    I bought some high heels that I never wore for more than 20 minutes because, you guessed it, I couldn’t actually walk in them. They were beautiful… sigh.

  408. Jelena Zunda

    August 2, 2012 at 1:48 pm

    My perfect “What was I thinking” item is a black feather boa. I bought it for the New Year’s party of my dance school. I’m very into the roaring Twenties, so thought I’d be in the center of attention in my flapper attire. And so I was… everybody was staring. I literally could read the “what the heck…” in their eyes.

    By the end of that evening, I realized the boa was too much for the ball in a little German village – actually, too much for everywhere and anytime EXCEPT for my dearly beloved Twenties.

    Got a time maschine, anybody?

  409. Cher

    August 2, 2012 at 1:54 pm

    Something I dreamed about but actually never wear? My vintage 70′s Gucci bag. the clasp is broken, and I don’t know, not very practical to wear on the train. And a ankle long fitted wool skirt my mom got at a thrift shop in England. It’s always too long and too warm to wear.

  410. Jeff

    August 2, 2012 at 1:57 pm

    It almost hurts to talk about this. I was going into my freshman year of high school – this was right before I discovered my first issue of GQ and the online community through AOL was just starting to garner some steam, so my main inspiration was my friends and I knew very little about real clothing. Some of them wore, what I thought at the time, were super cool Cubs fitted baseball hats, so I said, “I’m doing it” I walked into Lids and picked out the most obnoxious white and baby blue striped Cubs fitted hat that I could find and rocked it out to the next big party. Imagine a scrawny white midwestern kid in a baby blue New Era Cap. I thought I was the coolest. That hat was donated to my friends the next day.

  411. line

    August 2, 2012 at 1:58 pm

    I would love to wear an YSL smoking with really high heel so sexy and so 80′s for me
    Hope to win your wonderful book and thank you to share with us

  412. Maria

    August 2, 2012 at 2:01 pm

    my green 300€ leather-boots
    I loved them the moment I saw them. I had to have them, but I was a (really) poor university-student – I begged them to let me pay a bit every month and after four month they were mine!
    the problem… the heel is too low and not the right form for me, I am pretty small. I ended up wearing them 3 time at most. so since 5 years I have them dugged away in my clothed.
    I can’t throw them out though~

  413. Brittany Myers

    August 2, 2012 at 2:06 pm

    When I was in business school in Dublin, I came across a store that sold, what I thought at the time was, sophisticated clothes for powerful people with cool creative jobs! I wanted a cool creative job when I finished grad school, so I convinced myself that I needed a fitted dark-fuchsia-pink short-sleeved dress, with a ribbon texture going down the front, and spent over 200 euros of my precious savings on it. Somehow, I thought I looked really adult in it at the time. It still sits in my closet almost 4 years later, unworn. I look at it now and can’t believe I would ever have thought it was for me. I guess I should let it go, but on some level I am reminded every time I open my closet of that young, naive girl dreaming big of what was to come… and that makes me smile.

  414. Nathalee

    August 2, 2012 at 2:06 pm

    Hi Sart, I love your work, it’s the first thing that I peruse in the morning. Three years ago, I went to Bangladesh and as I was wandering the streets of Dhaka and Chittagong, I kept thinking, “if Sart was here, what would he have been capturing?” Nonetheless I strolled into a bazaar in one of the most economically disadvantaged countries in the world and bought a sari. The sari is very beautiful. It’s sandy, taupe non-color color and gold threads makes it look uber chic. I pictured Coco Channel wearing it for an exotic, bohemian look. I bought the sari and three years later I have never worn it. I have been invited to several formal occasions since the purchase of the sari but someone I lack the courage, and or the savoir faire to be draped in 12 yards of fabric. Nonetheless I am keeping it as a momento from the trip that changed my life. Perhaps I’ll bring it to show and tell so that my students in the Bronx can see it, or maybe I’ll frame it and create my own wall art.
    Congratulations on your new book.

  415. Shannon

    August 2, 2012 at 2:10 pm

    Once–after wandering around the streets of Chicago for hours in excruciatingly uncomfortable shoes–to avoid having a complete street corner meltdown that was sure to result in my boyfriend breaking up with me on the spot, I purchased a pair of Earth shoes and wore them out of the store. That was six years ago and I have never worn them again. Thank goodness.

  416. Renée

    August 2, 2012 at 2:14 pm

    As a twiggy, petite woman, finding vintage wares tends to be challenging. They go small, but not often extra small, and by the time I reach the shop all the glamorous items have been snatched up. One day, I went into a thrift store in Los Feliz and found a gorgeous multicolored striped dress (I’m a sucker for patterns) in an overall hue of red. It had a diagonal cut along the bust and buttoned up from the collarbone up the neck. The sleeves were full-length, but I preferred to roll them to the elbows as to not be so covered. I thought this would look stunning belted at the waist. When I tried it on, it was slightly baggy, but it was so close to fitting my frame that I decided to go with it & forewent tailoring. For weeks, it sat in my closet, because I thought it was too out-there to wear at work–a visual effects house in which I’m the only female worker among a sea of baggy jeans & sandals type of guys. Finally, I decided to wear it on one weekend. To my dismay, the portion on the bust that was not buttoned, flapped open in the wind, and I had to clutch the fabric shut to keep my chest from being exposed. The rolled sleeves ballooned and swallowed my tiny forearms. The belt, which did hold the waist well, was much too big for the dress and instantly caused me to over-accessorize. Too far from home, I braved my weekend outing looking foolish, getting snickers from passersby who saw me as a hipster trying too hard. Since then, the dress has sat in my closet, and will be tossed into my next Good Will trip without a second thought. Good riddance!

  417. Piaget

    August 2, 2012 at 2:14 pm

    I was always a fan of Liz Claiborne, even as a youngster who’s body was nowhere near developed enough to ft into the woman’s brand wear. Still, I was very drawn to the line of clothing. I thought it could be quite mature and pretty. Some time ago, I came across this very long, cream linen skirt that, at the time, I admired so much! I really liked how thin the waist band was and the installment of pleats about a quarter of the way down the 43 inch skirt seemed just right to me. It had four pockets: two on the sides and another two which buttoned close on the backside. How lovely, I thought. However, with all my reasons for liking the skirt, there was one that prohibited me from wearing it. It was a size 4. I wore (and still do) a size 0. Sure, I could have opted to get it tailored down to fit me, but strangely, I preferred the skirt just the way it was. There was just something that I didn’t agree with about having it altered, even if it meant I could wear it.

    And so, I never did. It’s been sitting in my closet, happily collecting dust and days soon to be gotten rid of.


  418. Isabelle

    August 2, 2012 at 2:23 pm

    There is no shortage of “What was I thinking?” items in my personal history of dressing (and personal history, period – but I digress…)

    The origina & cause: What I am actually thinking when I shop is that a 5feet3 and 118 pounds woman with ugly legs can pull off the type of looks displayed on your blog.

    Now that I am 41, it’s even worst, but as age comes with the privilege of knowledge, I am much more careful wehn shopping.

    Result: no more “What was I thinking” items in my closet.

    Downside: I have not bought anything except panties and a plain white shirt in the past two years.

    • Isabelle

      August 2, 2012 at 3:05 pm

      * when

  419. Kate

    August 2, 2012 at 2:34 pm

    I totally think you should set up a clothes swap from this post- there are so many cool sounding clothes that I would happily swap for some of mine! I once attending a clothes swap at a big Art Fair in London, it was pretty good- because there were so much expensive vintage clothes to swap with! If one person doesn’t like something, there is bound to be someone out there that does!

  420. Neeyaz Zolfaghari

    August 2, 2012 at 2:43 pm

    Every girl’s dream is to own a piece of Chanel. But with my horrible spending habits and inability to save a penny of my money, I knew that I probably wouldn’t own Chanel for years to come. It wasn’t until one day when my mom and I were at Nordstroms in my home town that I fell in love with a pair of high top sneakers.
    We were browsing the shoe sale, aimlessly looking to see if we would find anything that caught our eye and met our budget. My mom is a size 6 1/2 in shoes and I am a 7 1/2. I didn’t see anything in my size section, so I just decided to look around at the shoes in the other sizes, just for “kicks.” I was standing next to my mom giving her my opinions about a pair of Michael Kors when I looked up at the top rack and saw the Chanel logo. Chanel shoes in the sale rack?? I pulled them off and instantly fell in love. They were these black and silver high top sneakers with a 2 inch wedge heel. It was never on my Christmas list to own a pair of Chanel sneakers, but something about these pair really caught my eye and I could not put them away. I turned the sneaker over to notice that they were not even my size; a size 6 1/2, one size too small. And they were $800. I decided to try them on just for fun, and maybe try to squeeze my foot into these modern day Cinderella slippers. I squeezed and pulled and shoved my foot into them and slowly began walking around the shoe department. I kept repeating to myself “beauty is pain, beauty is pain” to try and convince myself that I am not feeling a throbbing pressure against my toes. I eventually convinced myself enough that I actually think I stretched them out far enough that my foot fit snug into them. So I made a bold decision; I had a really hard time parting ways with these shoes, so I bought them with my Nordstrom Card.
    I have now worn these sneakers 3 times in the past 2 years since I bought them. Needless to say they have only been on my feet for maybe an hour at a time before having to sit down for the duration of the time being.
    At this point, they are just really beautiful to look at and it puts a smile on my face when I can truthfully say that I do in fact own a piece of Chanel. Maybe I will pull them back out for the upcoming fall season and strut down Fifth Avenue acting like I own the place. I’ll just need to remember to pack a pair of flats in my bag to change into at the end of the block.

  421. Miriam

    August 2, 2012 at 2:51 pm

    Ok, so my story is a little different.
    I walked into this thrift store in Austin a few years and looked around and found a few clever pieces. I, of course wanted something beautiful and vintage for a night out with my girls. Tucked away in the last rack of the store, I came across this vintage, beautifully pieced together, Balmain coat. It was grey tweed and had that old smell. I instantly fell in love with the coat, only it was a coat for a man!
    I walked around contemplating if I should buy the coat, and better yet, what would I do with it. It of course didn’t fit me because it was big enough for a tall, big shouldered, man.
    Still contemplating, I thought to myself this would be a perfect gift for my boyfriend… if I had one! I made up my mind… I bought it!
    I figured it would look good on “my man” once I had one. I would love to be standing next to a man with a beautiful Balmain tweed coat on a cloudy, winter, day.
    I’ve become so attached to it and so determined to find “the perfect owner” for this coat. It’s been a few years and this wonderful coat hangs in a black garment bag, in the very back of my closet (kind of where I found it at the thrift shop). Now I think to myself ‘what was I thinking’. I’ve tried several times to just take it to some thrift store, but every time I find an excuse to wait and give it away “next time”.
    This oh-so-perfect coat sadly has no owner, but the idea of finding the perfect person to give it to, keeps me holding on to it.

  422. LaAt

    August 2, 2012 at 2:52 pm

    I always wanted to have a piece from Lanvin in my wardrobe so back then when they had a collaboration with H&M I falled in love with the blue lace-up shoes from the collection. I imagined wearing these shoes almost everyday at work combining them with suit or denim. But nothing of these things happened. Even though I trew away several pairs of shoes, these are the ones that I still have and which have never been worn. Not a single day in my life… Don’t know I kind of love them and will keep them until…

    Maybe I will sell them one day on ebay…
    Maybe they are the perfect gift for a special person that I haven’t met yet…
    Maybe I will just put them on tomorrow morning and have a shiny day…

  423. Zura

    August 2, 2012 at 2:53 pm

    CORSICA LEATHER SANDALS by JIMMY CHOO from 2009!!! It’s been three years but I’m still dreaming about them and I guess one day I’ll put them on. Right after I steal them from the museum… :) I imagine wearing them while I vacuum at the living room, cook, wash the curtains and paint my furniture in white. Well, all the things I’m doing without them actually… ;)

  424. Jennifier Janvier

    August 2, 2012 at 2:58 pm

    I fell in LOVE with Birger at Mikkelsen jacket YEARS ago when I was still at school, it was in the window of the closet thing to a boutique my little town had. It was all boxy and baroque jacquard loveliness in creams and golds. I dreamt of wearing it with jeans, sky high heels and looking très chic for my little North East England address.

    One day I braved trying on this work of art: I told myself if it didn’t fit my gangly 5’10″ frame it truly was not to be. It fitted! But was far too much money for my measly weekly wage, however, I saved what I could from my weekend job and eventually…I had enough! I went and I bought the beauteous item I had coveted for so long. The woman in the shop, though a tad snooty, seemed to appreciate that it was going to a loving home.

    Home it went – with me! I had it out for a week to just LOOK at it in its glowing splendour. Then it went into its jacket bag and thence it has been ever since. 5 house moves, 4 jobs and several boyfriends later and still it hangs, carefully checked on every so often, but I have never worn.

    So much money and it goes unworn; what was I thinking?!

    I see though that A/W approaches with a Baroque feel maybe now is its time…

  425. Robert Welborn

    August 2, 2012 at 3:00 pm

    I bought a full length black and white wool checkered overcoat. I just had to have this coat, as it is so warm…I got it home and put it on and I looked like I was a big ball! I love the look and feel of it, but it is hideous on me…it’s been hanging in the closet for about 7 years.

  426. Jorge from WPB

    August 2, 2012 at 3:05 pm

    Jil Sander featherweight cashmere sweater. Incredibly expensive, and almost completely see-through. I refuse to throw it out, and I still believe I will wear it! It takes almost zero space anyway. And it is so cool!!!

  427. Celeste

    August 2, 2012 at 3:15 pm

    Hi!! I also did that one.. buying something that I liked in the heat of the moment, but never wore it! In my case, it’s a geometrical printed short dress. It’s patterns have an unique Picasso sort of way of developing… it’s really something! And I have never seen it in other people. It also has really bold and crazy colors, like green, red, blue, yellow.. And yes, I tought I would wear it.. jaja Someday, my grandchildren will wear it.. (or laugh at me, we’ll never know).

  428. Silvano

    August 2, 2012 at 3:41 pm

    For me it’s an Yves Saint Laurent velvet blazer that my father owns. I always saw him wear it when I was younger and looked so classy every time he did. Thinking back on it, he looked like the “Dos Equis – Most Interesting Man in the World” guy looks in the commercials.
    Later in my college days, he gave it to me knowing how much I admired it. Never had the guts to wear it until later in life when I thought I’d class up my outfit with it for a work holiday party. Maybe I should have tested it out on a smaller event, because later my wife told me I looked like an extra from “Interview from a Vampire”.
    Needless to say, next time I went to my parents house, I put it back into his closet where it belongs. I learned my lesson that sometimes what looks good on one person may not look good on you. Well, that and don’t wear a velvet blazer and only drink red wine at a holiday party.

  429. Oona

    August 2, 2012 at 3:45 pm

    Actually this is not totally What I Was Thinking story. I bought this gorgeous, wool&silk vintage dress. It fits me perfectly and I love the hand sewn big sequins. They just make it impossible to sit and not worry that they are falling off. And they don’t feel that nice either. And the wool is super thick and even in winter times the apartments in Finland are really warm.

    The only place I could imagine wearing the dress is at very fancy outdoor happening in quite chilly summer night. where you can’t sit anywhere. I should organize that myself or other wise is never going to happen.

    So I have worn the dress one time for 15 minutes. But it’s work of art. I keep it on my wall and just owning it makes me happy. It was cheap if you think about the condition, what that kind of dress would cost now..etc

  430. Morse & Nobel

    August 2, 2012 at 3:46 pm

    I have a bunch of blouses who are turtlenecks, sleeveless and almost backless (pls. use your imagination!) and those are from Stefanel and Sisley, made of fine knitted cotton, in Italy, and we wear them a lot in Europe, without a bra. However, I have never been able to wear those in USA (where I currently live) because over here going out without a bra will be a national offense; unless you are pretty flat, which I am not :). So, I dream of wearing them again, at the beginning of each summer, and I hold on to them. In Europe they are timeless; at least I have no worries of going out of style, ever.
    Something like this one:

  431. barbara

    August 2, 2012 at 3:47 pm

    I’ve got an jacket that I bought from an army liquidation store nearby. It’s got camouflage pattern, everywhere pockets bulging out (very unflattering, mind), something weird with netting and a lot of zippers and thingies I don’t understand. the real gear for surviving in the bushes while around you happens apocalypse. It’s probably possible to stuff all a houshold in these pockets and still have the hands free :-D

    I love it, I’m fascinated by it, it even lost its stink after about three turns in the washing machine, but I’ve still got not the slightest idea where and when i could wear such a thing.

    but I’m sure, one day I will wear it in public. one day.

    love, barbara

  432. ea

    August 2, 2012 at 3:55 pm

    a patchwork, white on white, cotton airy long Issey Miyake Plantation caftan. so fresh, chic and androgynous — from Miyake’s most stripped-down, genius capsule line. i covet this dreamy piece, but so much volume and so much white, i never seem to be in the right place…

  433. Isabelle

    August 2, 2012 at 3:59 pm

    It may be that some pieces are meant to be owned and loved and admired, but not to be worn.

    And it is perfectly fine.

    • Martine

      August 8, 2012 at 8:28 pm

      So true.

  434. Jessica

    August 2, 2012 at 4:11 pm

    Oh dear! What was I thinking when I found a fresh moled red dress made of cotton in H&M. It was on a summer sale and i found it really cheap, by that time my friends and I were quite tired of the shopping morning, the dress was really fun and summer style… But actually, it looked quite like a Spanish “flamenco” dress, and when I arrived home I found it impossible to wear, too bad!

    So! It has became a home dress, it is cool and fresh for this hot and sultry weather in my town here in Spain (Barcelona). But, I never had actually wore it somewhere…

    It is really nice that you give us the chance to win a copy of your book, anyway if I don’t win I will buy a copy of it, can’t wait!

    Love, Jess

  435. Didier

    August 2, 2012 at 4:12 pm

    I got myself a very cool crazy floral shirt a while back but I never ended up having the guts to actually wear it out. It still hangs in my closet but I shall take inspiration from you and donate mine too!

  436. Quit

    August 2, 2012 at 4:16 pm

    I bought a wonderfull silk plissee skirt in pastel blue from Marc Jacobs. I wore it once but sitting the whole day in the office ironed flat the part under my fundament. I am mother of three small children and spend most of my time at the playground when not in the office… Never go to any cocktail… When should I wear a skirt you never can sit on?

  437. FredAsteire?

    August 2, 2012 at 4:18 pm

    That coat is beautiful! I am not Fred Asteire either, but I would most definitely pull that off. I also believe we are the same size too!

    I do have one item that I regret buying. It is a great looking long overcoat, but no matter how much I want to wear it, I came to realize that long (too long) overcoats just do not look good on shorter guys like me.

  438. Archibald

    August 2, 2012 at 4:24 pm

    We met occasionally, on the internet, for voer a year before we both felt the time was right to make that final move.

    I had worked hard to convince myself it was all worth it. We would make it work. I, would make it work. All those hours spent on fantisizing about us would finally become reality. Your dark skin against mine.

    We would lomake a gorgeous couple so many occasions. Effortlessly beautiful. Like made for each other.

    The day you arrived on a plane from England, you would make my life complete. But things went wrong from the very start.

    We got together after I had torn the wrapping that concealed your slender anatomy from the rest of the world… But when you were snugly fitted over my foot, you looked more like an elephants trunk than a gorgeous piece of suede shoe last.

    Your name was Smith. Grenson Smith Chukka, and we never got along. Finally, one day our roads parted in a vintage clothes store, and you became someone elses. Hope he gave you more love than I was ever able to.

    So, a word of advice chaps and chapettes; think twice before ordering shoes over the internet. They are rarely what you expect them to be.

  439. Lauren

    August 2, 2012 at 4:29 pm

    I bought these beautiful italian leather ankle boots from JCrew convinced I would wear them constantly. Instead, every time I put them on, I feel a little too Nicky from “Big Love”. Not a good look. :) I’m going to give them another shot this fall though. Wish me luck!!


  440. Corey

    August 2, 2012 at 4:33 pm

    Brunello Cucinelli down cashmere gilet! Light, warm, and great colors. Muted tones! I would prefer a light brown or gray.

  441. Elizabeth

    August 2, 2012 at 4:45 pm

    My granny keeps her’s and my mum’s old clothes in her storage and when I come to her place she often presents me something. One time I told her that I want to die a pleated dress. At my next visit I was given never worn grey-swamp midi pleated dress with quite imposing shoulder pads and sleeves 3/4 made in 80s. It remembered me of Miu Miu.
    And you now what.. It fits me but I feel unconfident because I think that it’s too retro and the skirt is too maxy for me.
    One more thing made me laugh as I believe never in my life)) It was a bra made in The Soviet Union also nearly early 80s. I tryed it and saw in a mirror two absolutely right-shaped cones! Oh yees, It is also tooooo retro to wear for me))

  442. Danielle

    August 2, 2012 at 4:48 pm

    The “what was I thinking” item in my closet: My boyfriend might say “there are many of them.” My best friend might say “I love that! why don’t you wear it?” In my mind, the answer is clear: A Tibi herringbone jacket with gold buttons that just doesn’t ever “work” with an outfit. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a huge Tibi fan. The brand makes up a good 10% of my closet. But this particular jacket, while simple and beautiful on its own, for some reason doesn’t a) fit 100% right and b) work with the pants, tops, skirts and dresses I’ve tried time and time again to pair it with. So 2.5 years later, it sits at the back of my closet. Tried on dozens of times but never left the house. And yet, as I pack up my apartment to move soon we’ll see if it comes with me or goes in the donation pile. My roommate’s money is on it settling comfortably in my new place.

  443. Anna

    August 2, 2012 at 5:00 pm

    About fifteen years ago I spent a few months ogling a pair of deep purple leather shoes that I couldn’t afford. They were gorgeous. Rich color, long almost-pointed toe, ornate abstract floral punchwork, demure stacked heel — to me, they were exotic-looking and glamorous. I loved them. I told my Mother about them and, lucky me, she gave them to me at my birthday lunch. I saved them for just the right occasion, which, as it happens, was the first date with the man who is now my husband. As we left my apartment, he gestured to my feet and asked me with obvious amusement, “And what do you call those?” I was mortified! But when I looked at myself in the mirror, the scales fell off my eyes. They looked…odd. My legs, which are not especially long, looked very stumpy indeed, and my feet, which are actually very pretty, looked enormous — monstrously elongated and distorted by the shoes’ long toe. They were donated to Goodwill immediately, and never worn out of the house. I was mortified, but to be honest, it was a watershed moment for me fashion-wise. I will never fall in love with an article of clothing again without paying significant attention to proportion!

  444. Kevin Keller

    August 2, 2012 at 5:02 pm

    For me, it would have to this pair of light grey Grenson suede boots with a black leather cap toe. I bought them on a whim because I thought they were so beautiful, only problem was (and still is) that I didn’t have much too wear them with and I thought the contrasting cap toe made them a little too Gatsby 1920s like so I felt like I couldn’t pull them off. I’m more of a brogues kind of guy and they’ve been sitting in my closet ever since. I think about selling them but just can’t bring myself to do so thinking there might be a day when I wear them. Oh well… the way that Ralph Lauren jacket is beautiful.

  445. Jenny Choi

    August 2, 2012 at 5:04 pm

    I love this idea!
    I had purchased a vintage CHRISTIAN DIOR red blazer with padded shoulders and when I first saw it, I was in LOVE. EVER since I had boughten it at a local thrift store, it has been stored away in my storage box because it is so unflattering, especially because of the boxy silhouette. HAHA- I had forgotton about that DIOR blazer until I read this post. This is probably one of my worst buys. Like as you did, every winter I had planned on taking this to the tailor, to get it more fitted but I think it’s time to finally donate this to a local Salvation Army or Good Will and like the saying my trash can be someone elses treasure!

  446. Gabby

    August 2, 2012 at 5:05 pm

    My “What was I thinking” clothing purchase was a floor-length, heavy-weight, chocolate brown suede and faux fur coat that is still hanging in my closet unworn going on 12 years now. Totally inappropriate for winters in the southern United States and anywhere else for that matter (due to its length). Still can’t bear to part with it though, I drag it out of storage to stroke and croon to it every so often.

  447. Daniel Goodbaum

    August 2, 2012 at 5:26 pm

    Snakeprint denim off of etsy- I’ve still never been to Berlin, but these pants represented what I would like to be if I lived there. It would alternate between snakeprint jeans and wearing a jacket as pants.

  448. Juan Quintero

    August 2, 2012 at 5:34 pm

    I have a vintage Valentino denim jacket its a bit torn because the use, 30-40 years not in vain but I can’t figure out where I can wear it.

  449. Hana - Marmota

    August 2, 2012 at 6:08 pm

    I have two.

    One is a pair of leather pumps I discovered in a thrift shop. They are brown, with stripes of different hues, and they make my ordinary clothes look great. But they are too big for me, which I did not notice the day I bought them, because I was buying them late in the afternoon and apparently my feet were swollen a lot or something. I added the heel protector things into them (not sure what they’re called in English), but they’re still a little loose on my feet; too loose for comfort. But I still hope I will make them work one day.

    And the other is a vintage American blouse (Alice Stuart) – a light beige cotton batiste, with lacy eyelet embroidery; I got it from a friend’s mother, who got it from her American aunt. I fell in love with it immediately, and snatched it up without hesitation; it seemed so very me.
    The trouble is, it is a tad too small for me, it buttons up the back which is nearly impossible for me to do on my own, and the style actually does not suit my figure. So I have not worn it out yet, though I still love the item itself to pieces.

    In both cases, I actually know very well what I was thinking. I’m only not sure why did I not check the fit better. The fact that the blouse was free and the pumps were thrifted might have played into that.

  450. Zoe

    August 2, 2012 at 6:23 pm

    My stepdad’s a quirky guy, and he got this great red suede hip-length cape with a cinched waist and brass buttons down the front. I have no idea where he found it. Some old woman’s house or in a dumpster? Who knows. He was planning on cutting it up to use the material for a guitar strap, but I snatched it up and it’s held an honorary spot in my closet ever since. It looks like Little Red Riding Hood went to military school, and I’m kind of in love with it. But it doesn’t seem appropriate for the dusty streets of my rural hometown, or the beach culture of my college town. I would feel very uncomfortable wearing it to class, an unwashed beach bum in swimming trunks and huaraches on either side. (And it’s just a wee bit too heavy and impractical to take it with me when I go to Paris.)

  451. Katrina

    August 2, 2012 at 6:33 pm

    I fell in love with the Alexander Wang “Constance” boot from Fall 2010. I even had dreams about them. And when I came across the boot so insanely on sale at Barney’s after Christmas, I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with joy. With their 6-inch heel, brown leather, and yellow dip dyed toe, they met all my expectations. I had visions of wearing them with jeans and a simple tshirt, and feeling like I never need to own another pair of boots. These were it. But as I shortly found out afterwards, they are near to IMPOSSIBLE to even walk in. I would hobble around my apartment practicing to walk before going out, and even sometimes made it as for as my sidewalk, but would turn around in dismay and realize there was no way I was wearing these boots anywhere that I could not be carried to. They now sit, still in the box, in my closet yearning to be worn. Unfortunately that day will probably never happen, but every once in a while I take them out and still prance around in my apartment in them.

  452. Anastasia

    August 2, 2012 at 6:33 pm

    Pink cowboy boots made of suede and crocodile-effect leather. With bright green fringe trim. Almost flat sole and pointy nose.

    I bought them seven-eight years ago when I was a teenager. They were quite expensive and I dreamed about them all the time, then finally bought them when they were on sale. I thought this extraordinary pair of boots will make me feel so stylish and trendy, but turned out it only makes me feel more non-confident and shy. I never really wore them.

    I still love this pair of boots, cause one of my first real fashion memories is related to it. I don’t think I will ever throw them out.

    After all, mistakes make our life more interesting. Plus mistakes like this one bring the smiles on our faces when we look back :)

  453. Janet

    August 2, 2012 at 6:46 pm

    Hope springs eternal for my fashion fantasy: I saw Atonement when it came out and instantly HAD TO HAVE that green dress designed by Jacqueline Durran. That green was so rich and mossy, the back a perfect frame for the spine… so minimalistic yet luxurious. For those who haven’t seen the movie, this is what I’m seeing:

    My eyes and ears are peeled for a seamstress up to recreating. Quelle dommage that my life doesn’t demand this type of dress… once acquired I’ve no idea where I’d wear it.

  454. Federica

    August 2, 2012 at 7:04 pm

    I was going for a “I’m buying this pants, monday I’ll start my diet and they’ll fit well in a couple of weeks” story, but then I remembered about this black and white dress I found in Brighton a few years ago, when I was doing a five-week internship. It was a beautiful afternoon, I was far away from home, on my own (I was 16 and I’m from Italy), the shop was adorable and full of also adorable little dresses, the owner was very nice and I remember that he was listening to some music by Bénabar (I remember it because I was so happy that I asked him who was singing, I still have the CD from that day and I don’t even listen to that kind of music, usually). The dress was black with white hems, sleeveless, with a band just under the breast and a flared skirt.
    I have big breasts (I always had, even then), big hips and that dress was too short, so I ended up paying it £40 (it’s not much, but I was about to go home and I had very little money left) and never wearing it. And I knew it wasn’t good for my body shape, but as I said, it was adorable! Sometimes I still try it on, even though I know I’ve grown in this years so I’m never going to be able to wear it.
    So, at the end, I guess I told you both a “yeah I’m going to get thinner” and a impulse buying story!

  455. Carole

    August 2, 2012 at 7:17 pm

    I dreamed of having an Inuit long winter coat, with a huge fur hood which could hold my baby,
    It was a piece of clothes which represented a special beauty, a cultural intimacy.
    I never received it because the woman never got to finish it, winter came and only my dreams remained.

  456. Kim

    August 2, 2012 at 7:21 pm

    As a child of the 80′s, I succumbed to pretty much every bad fashion trend there was, from lace gloves to parachute pants. One year I took the majority of my back-to-school clothes’ fund and blew it on a red pleather Michael Jackson/Billie Jean era jacket. Not only was I grounded the first few months of school for wasting the money, by the time the weather (in Florida) got cool enough for me to wear it, I had long since realized my mistake and hated the very sight of it.

  457. Wasim Choudhary

    August 2, 2012 at 7:45 pm

    Hey Scott, if you’re throwing out that blazer, can I have it? I promise to wear it :D I’m between a 38-40 regular

  458. Rose

    August 2, 2012 at 7:47 pm

    It was on a stormy monday eve
    sometime in late fall, I believe,
    when I stumbled upon a moment so rare.
    (Though it was more of a feverous search than a mere stumble, to be fair)
    To my delight, on this somber fallish night
    I found a very curious Comme des Garçons ‘piece’
    the kind to “ohhhh” and “ahhhh” at
    (and also regard with a very long “uhhhhh???”)

    Oh! it was a splendid mess of denim and lace,
    with strange drawstrings dashing this way and that.
    But the strangest part of all,
    (and the reason you’d never find this in any mall)
    was the soft drawstring pockets that hung from the back,
    creating a kind of all-purpose, pocket filled knapsack.

    With a gaggle of sales women,
    who helped me wiggle and waggle,
    as I squeezed and stretched,
    the damn thing was finally on and a mirror fetched.

    They said I was the only one to try it on,
    dare to take it on,
    the curious Commes des Garçons ‘piece’
    with more pockets than a Patagonia fleece.

    I regarded my reflection with a bizarre sensation.
    It was wondrous and eccentric for sure,
    a bit ugly to boot.
    But at that moment I loved it dear and thought, “Oh I’ll wear it sometime this year!”

    As the story goes, the ‘piece’ remains in my closet,
    eyeing me suspiciously whenever my eyes pass it by.

    The tags still remain, a reminder of my fain
    to own just one spectacle of strange fashion delight
    by none other than Comme des Garçons.

    If you ask “What was I thinking?”
    I will answer without blinking.

    At the moment before purchase I thought what all women think
    before the clink of the credit card on the counter…

    “Oh what the hell, it’s on sale.”

    • rachel

      August 3, 2012 at 6:24 pm

      Fantastic story! I would probably ave bought it too, I have a weakness for hideous avant garde pieces that just do not work- but I love them anyway.

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 5, 2012 at 12:33 am

      i love your story, please do not get rid of of your outfit. i think you wou would find many kindred spirits..including me. nicely told!

    • Martine

      September 10, 2012 at 9:06 pm

      I would pick your story for sure. Loved it.

  459. MJ

    August 2, 2012 at 8:07 pm

    Where do I begin…:P I have quite a few items I’ve loved and bought, haven’t worn, but still love (union jack heels anyone?). I think perhaps the one I had grand plans for was the floor length deep red satin skirt. At the time, it seemed it would transform into a gown with the right top, and I could sweep down some version of the red carpet and wear it to a formal event. Fast forward maybe 7 years later and it’s still sitting in a box, never been worn, and no top for it that is worthy of my dreams. I should give it away but whenever I try that little bit of hope makes me hold back.

  460. Mr. Q

    August 2, 2012 at 8:19 pm

    Having grown (quite recently!) into a man of cultivated masculine tastes (I think/hope!) when it comes to sartorial ensembles due to being a menswear designer (tailoring) and textiles printer, there is one item that brings sheer horror to me in my wardrobe- and I am looking at it right now, its HORRID sleeve almost laughing at me (and itself) for finding it’s way into my wardrobe.
    I love understated, but thoroughly refined, elegance when it comes to masculine dressing but like to be playful and ‘silly’ with accessories like socks (I don’t own a single pair of ‘normal’ socks- in fact my father just couldn’t get over my socks at my wedding 2 weeks ago, all he said was “As long as you’re happy!”…NB- picture available upon request if so desired)…anyway 4 years ago I made the decision to apply that playfulness to more substantial items, and this time it was an autumn weight bomber jacket by Baracuta. I was with my girlfriend (now my wife..YAY!) and spotted this salmon pink check bomber jacket with a (ahem!) beautiful silk lining of the same colour. For some reason I was ABSOLUTELY convinced that I wanted it. I remember my girlfriend (did I mention she is now my wife…?!) asking “Really..are you sure?” and the more doubt she expressed, the more conviction I felt in loving the jacket. So with neither hesitation nor my customary scrutiny (where upon I walk into a shop 3 to 5 times to look at the same item until I am beyond any doubt that I will make the purchase) I bought the jacket and took it home…suffice to say, in 4 years this “masterpiece” of sportswear has only ever seen the light of day twice, and both times I could swear the jacket itself was shouting out to everyone to see how idiot I looked…there’s just something that makes you look even clumsier when you wear something you’re not comfortable in, and this jacket will forever serve as a reminder to trust my usually razor sharp intuition and inquisition about what suits ME, and to keep the insanity restricted to the scarves, brooches and of course my socks. Everything else should be left classic…and as the elders have advised since becoming betrothed, “Whatever she says just say “Yes dear”")…that last one might prove to be a bit of a challenge I think.

  461. Joe Franceski

    August 2, 2012 at 8:26 pm

    I would be happy to take that jacket off your hands if it’s a 44 R or there abouts….

    PS Good luck on the book, you’ve got a great concept here, and we love seeing what you’re seeing. Walking around Manhattan, I often wonder if we’ll run into each other, and also whether you’d think my style would we worth memorializing.


  462. Amina

    August 2, 2012 at 8:28 pm

    Hey Scott,
    I’ve been reading your blog for years now but never commented…but today I just had to because the topic really resonated with me (and with lots of others as I can see by all the comments!)

    So, the year was 2009. * insert flashback music* I was living in London at the time, and was pretty dazzled by all the fun/kitschy/crazy looks I had been seeing in real life in places like Brick Lane/Soho/East End. I had a pretty standard uniform – Leather perfecto or a wool peacoat, super thin t-shirt, slim jeans, combat boots. Wash, rinse and repeat. Quite boring, but there you go….
    I had just gotten out of hospital after being ill for several this is no sob story, I’m just trying to explain my frame of mind. At the time I had this kind of “yeah…let’s go for it!!” mentality. I was in Selfridges, browsing through the high-end clothes just for the thrill of it…I mean, I was a student… I could never seriously afford anything by these amazing designers….when I saw THE ONE. A wonderful oversized navy brocade jacket with dark gold zippers (zippers!) on the sleeves and sides. I swear I must have looked like I was in a trance as I walked towards it on the rack. I stroked the pretty fabric and hesitantly checked the label…..Marni. Marni! I didn’t even dare to check the price tag. See, the thing is, many people are obsessed with bags and shoes and jewellery..but I have a weakness for outerwear. Yes…outerwear. I think it’s because I grew up on a desert island (seriously), proper coats and jackets felt so exotic to me.
    Anyway, I placed the jacket back and turned to leave, and then I took the escalator down to the exit, but I found myself taking it back up instantly. I walked back to THE ONE and found my size. I didn’t even try it on, I knew it would fit perfectly, and I purchased it, basically wiping out my savings.
    I was convinced this jacket would go with everything. It would be this versatile piece that would up my street rep, I imagined myself swanning around London wearing it oh so nonchalantly. (For reference, here’s a photo. Not of me swanning around – of the jacket, obviously. )
    Hmmm. Yeah.
    I never wore it out of the house! It always felt too brash, just not… me. Also, the cut would work perfectly for a 5’11″ model with legs up to her ears, but for 5’3″ me….it overwhelmed me. I would take it out and marvel at it occasionally, but I never dared to wear it in public. For some reason, though, I never felt guilty about the extravagance. Every time I saw it hanging in my wardrobe I remembered that exhilarant feeling I had.
    Funnily enough, just a few weeks ago, I took the jacket out, wore it outside all the way to the tailor’s. He shortened the sleeves, adjusted the seams and now I have a perfectly-cut jacket, and I’ve worn it 5 times this month. I don’t know why I was ever so frightened of wearing it out. It makes me so happy! So, to all the commenters, if that item of clothing makes you smile, then please wear it.


    • Amel

      August 5, 2012 at 12:16 pm

      Love yr story, especially that it has a happy end. A bright light in the middle of all stories of disappointing purchases. As Ines De La Fressange said: “don’t buy something because it is beautiful, buy things because you’ll want to wear them tomorrow”. Wish I had known that before I got this wonderful off white Dolce & Gabbana tote with beautiful pink & light green flower drawings. Clearly a big investment and a big mistake.

  463. Mia

    August 2, 2012 at 8:38 pm

    I saw a pair of beautiful ROCHAS loafers and fell in love. They were amazing, but I could not afford them. So I waited and waited and waited. Every morning I checked them out on online retailer website. I was in love. And I waited and waited and waited. I imagined myself full of Casablanca glamour all in white, in these loafers, in African country.

    Finally, they went on sale, but my size disappeared. I bought them anyway. They hurt like hell, but I could not bear the thought of sending them back. They are so beautiful. They are perfect. It’s like having a Monet painting at home. And may be I get a chance to go to Africa some day.

  464. Ann-Marie Gillett

    August 2, 2012 at 8:50 pm

    The year was 1963. I was a working class kid with a keen eye for fashion. Unfortunately, I could afford little more than the “mill outlet” fare my parents insisted I buy. But after some careful scrimping and saving of babysitting money (of children that almost convinced me of never having any!) I went downtown to, in my eyes, Providence’s fanciest department store (Shepards) and found an outfit that I simply had to have. It was a navy and off white striped boatneck 3/4 sleeve tee with a matching pair of cropped pants. It just seemed so “ooh la la” French and sophisticated to me. Unfortunately, they only had the outfit one size smaller than my usual size. I wanted this outfit so much that I convinced myself that I would lose those 5 pounds and get into those pants. Damn it, I was going to be that Audrey Hepburn-like brunette after all! Well, those pants never did fit me. I could wear the top, but each time I looked at those pants they mocked my foolish wish, and made me curse wasting my hard earned money. Never wearing those pants did have a positive side, however. I took sewing lessons after that and made most of my clothing from that point on as a teenager. When later tempted as an adult to buy something more based on fantasy than reality, those pants have continued to serve as a reminder that some things should only stay an illusive dream to enjoy.

  465. Jordan

    August 2, 2012 at 8:56 pm

    When I started this new job back in 2009, the FIRST thing I did with my first paycheck was buy clothes to wear to work. I bought a pair of $85 puma’s, they looked SOOO nice on the store shelf. Once I got them home and tried them on with all my clothes, I realized they made my feet look like I had pulled a double at a hospital and had been standing on my feet all night. They just never made my feet look good, and I would’ve come out better lighting $85 dollars on fire….(I probably would’ve gotten more enjoyment out of it, than those shoes that are LITERALLY sitting in my closet as I type this.)

  466. James Brea

    August 2, 2012 at 8:57 pm

    Im from the Dominican Republic, and in the fall of 2008 i travel to to Florida to visit my family, while i was sightseeing with my family around Bal Harbour i saw the most beautiful cableknit sweater i’ve ever sen in my life. I remember then while my family where having lunch i excuse myself and went running to Ralph Lauren and bought it, two days later i was back in DR with my precious item which i couldn’t wear here cause of our year long warm temperature. I still have my sweater with the price tag inside of one of those vacuum seal garment bags waiting for the appropriate temperature to wear it ( even thoughi think its never gonna happen).

  467. Julie

    August 2, 2012 at 9:07 pm

    My teen son wants this jacket…want to sell it to an Athens, GA kid? He dreams of being a British countryman!

  468. Michiel

    August 2, 2012 at 9:20 pm

    I have this problem with my Yves Saint Laurent sneakers. I wanted them so badly for several years, but every YSL store I entered didn’t have them in my size. Untill, after years, I found the pair in Milan, in my size. They were sold immediately, but after two days I found out they are not comfortable at all (who would have thought that with sneakers). Now I only wear them when I really think they are matching the outfit, but I only wear them a few times a year. For me shoes have to be comfortable. Guess those YSL sneakers to me are the same as high heels to women ;)

  469. Jamie

    August 2, 2012 at 9:36 pm

    The item I dreamt of buying and I literally mean DREAMT of buying was a beautiful sequin dress. Not a tacky one you would wear to the bar, but a vintage looking sequin dress. And alas! After months of searching I found the perfect one at a local department store. It was a gorgeous rose gold sequin dress, with a cap sleeve and a very low back. I was in love, and even more in love because it was only $70 dollars. I bought it in such excitement I forgot to try it on. It’s too small around my little lady hips and lady bum. So I’ve had it hung in my closet at the front so that I can aw at it every once in a while, knowing that one day, after months of starvation I can maybe fit in it.

  470. naomi a

    August 2, 2012 at 10:19 pm

    I have this lovely blouse in my closet that I have yet to wear. It was from Gilt and it has this amazing cut-out and lacey back. I am just not quite confident to slip it on and go out in public… maybe next year :)

  471. Ellen

    August 2, 2012 at 10:24 pm

    I bought a gorgeous boxy fur jacket in a thrift store for an absolute song, all the while imagining how I would suddenly become The Fabulous Girl in the Fur Jacket/Fabulous Girl About Town etc etc.

    I live in one of the hottest parts of Australia.

    Needless to say, it hangs, fabulously, at the back of my wardrobe.

  472. Aarti

    August 2, 2012 at 10:28 pm

    The item sitting in my wardrobe for almost 4 years is a black silk Max Mara dress. One of my impulse, extravagant purchases. The dress is a dream- it has a sheer upper tucked delicately into horizontal, folded, pleats that fall on the chest area and the rest of the silk flowing beautifuly and ending just below my knees. It’s Max Mara all the way- classic, elegant and designed to perfection. I had always dreamed of pairing it with black patent leather pumps with my stud earrings and watch as the only accessories. The dress is a beauty in itself and in no need for extra embellishments . It was a dress I just had to have!

    But truth be told- the dress is just not me. Will look awesome on some else, just not me.

  473. Patricia Cook

    August 2, 2012 at 10:45 pm

    I always wanted a classic but sexy trench coat. You know, the kind that was so fabulous that maybe nothing else was being worn except for that trench coat!!
    I am so not that kind of a woman, but in my youthful fantasy, that trench coat would have made me gorgeous.

  474. paty

    August 2, 2012 at 10:51 pm

    just ask my husband about it…

  475. Faye

    August 2, 2012 at 10:54 pm

    It’s hard to pick just one! I’m a careful buyer, but every once in a while I get caught up in the moment and think I am someone else and can therefore wear something I realize later is totally not me. But hey, haven’t we all done that?!

    For me one item that sticks out is a crazy t-shirt. It has a line-drawing picture of a girl, with two cats, picking her nose. I thought I would wear it and look all edgy…but edgy isn’t really my look. Still, I love nose-picking cat girl and so sometimes I wear her to bed because I just can’t stand it.

    I agree with many of the other comments here, that Jacket looks nice. At least post a picture of yourself in it?

  476. Trish

    August 2, 2012 at 11:00 pm

    Working at a vintage store, I had ample opportunity to dream and drool over many many pieces of beautiful clothing but I tried to keep my wits about me…..until, The Cape. A 1940s black wool crepe cape, structured Joan Crawford shoulders, ankle-length, one covered button at the neck…Chic! I would try it on again and again, alone in the store, stars in my eyes. I worked for weeks for free to earn it. In the mirror I was a film noir starlet or a Parisian enchantress but in reality, I live in Texas and never once wore it out of the house. Oh well. What is fashion if not to dream?

  477. Linda B

    August 2, 2012 at 11:07 pm

    I love gazing at red: all tones of red. I can’t resist buying gorgeous red clothes – the fabric, the pattern, the hues! Lovely! However, I’m rarely pleased with the colour red ON me – must be my skintone or something – so, sadly, I end up giving the beautiful red things to my friends. At least then I can look at the gorgeousness on THEM: and they’re happy, and it’s not such a loss for me. :-)

  478. Jan Sarah

    August 2, 2012 at 11:17 pm

    Sorry, but I think you’d look great wearing this jacket with a turtleneck, favorite nice jeans and top it off with the shoes that will grace the ensemble…perhaps if it were a cold Fall day, a cashmere scarf with some punch?

  479. Jay

    August 2, 2012 at 11:19 pm

    For me, it must be my YSL leather shoes. It’s the black lace-up one in calfskin with the thick camouflage rubber sole. I’ve always dreamed of buying a YSL shoe, and me being a man, couldnt find anything interesting here in Manila until I saw this gorgeous pair in my favorite retail store. When I decided to cough up the cash needed to purchase the shoe, I thought I’d be wearing it with all my jeans and shirts and look “fashown” (that’s a term we use here to say something is fashionable! haha). But then, when I look at myself in the mirror, I’d only see the shoe and how it looks so horrible on me and how it makes me look a lot shorter. It’s so freaking funny-sad! I just couldnt pull it off.

  480. Flo Rodriguez Daniel

    August 2, 2012 at 11:22 pm

    This year I decided I couldn’t spend more time without seing my brother and his family who live far away, in Mexico so I bought a ticket and planed a trip around the country with them. Yesterday, just one week to the departure, I realized I lacked “that” perfect pair of shoes: casual, strong, confortable but fancy enough for the city.
    I desperately went on a hunt and after visiting nearly twelve shops I finally thought I had found the right pair. I was trying them when the shop assistant announced: “from now, special sale, you can take 2 shoes for the cost of one!” Needless to say, with big excitement I started trying all sorts of shoes: boots, stilettos, flats and within one hour I was leaving with a bag with two shoes inside which had nothing to do with what I really needed for the trip.
    This morning I woke up, the 2 x 1 shoe craze had vanished and I decided to go shoe hunting again but first I walked to my mother’s house, rang the bell and saw the happy smile on her face and my sister’s who each now have new shoes: 2 pairs x 1 big smile. (this is a true story)

  481. Zainab

    August 2, 2012 at 11:38 pm

    Mine was a pair of velvet heels… I had a pair of black velvet heels when I was about ten or younger maybe. They were small heels of course but mum still thought they were too grown up for me to wear outside so I wore them at home and pranced about feeling glamorous and grown up.
    Recently I walked past a cute little store that had maroon, velvet heels but safe to say, substantially higher than the ones I wore as a ten year old. Much too high in fact for me to walk gracefully in them. I would slip them on at home just for kicks because they looked gorgeous on me and then eventually bid them a bittersweet goodbye.

  482. Ola

    August 2, 2012 at 11:48 pm

    I’m still dreaming about one of Burberrys Coat. I really hope one day it will make its’ way on shoulders. Sophisticated, stylish and classy. What else do you need?

  483. Vanessa

    August 3, 2012 at 12:32 am

    A gorgeous long dress from Alexander Wang’s T line. I just dreamed of owning anything from Alexander Wang. Period. I tried on this dress and it fit perfectly and, just like a dream, it was comfortable, didn’t drag on the floor (I’m sorta short, and long dresses drag on the floor), and made me feel sophisticated and perfectly cool. It’s classy and edgy at the same time, has the perfect hint of a shimmer to it and it even makes me look like I have a waist! It was the “Wow” dress I was looking for.
    I coughed up the dollars, and took that beauty home with me. I imagined the shoes I would wear with it, how I would do my hair, and if or if not to wear any sort of jewelry. Would I rock it and wear it to work with a jean or leather jacket? Impress my boyfriend at dinner?
    That dress has been sitting at the very back of my closet now for about 6 months. Next to the other dress i’ve yet to get tailored and the other dress I wore once for New Years Eve about three years ago. I want so badly to wear this dress, but every time I gather up the courage it starts to pour outside, I’m afraid I’ll snag it, I worry about if it’s TOO much of a dress, or its just simply not the right time to wear it.
    What business did I have in indulging in this dress, is what I keep asking myself, but I still take it out, wonder what I’ll look like with my ensemble all pulled together, and imagine what I would be feeling if I were sitting at a cafe or at my work computer looking cool in that dress.

    • Linda B

      August 5, 2012 at 10:48 pm

      Oh, Vanessa; sadly we all do these weird U-turns on ourselves, and on our dreams by listening TOO much to our own inner critic. My advise is to go right ahead and wear that Alexander Wang number and knock everyone’s socks off! Take the leap of faith. I’m a big believer in the “Leap, and a net will appear” philosophy, it works – you will be safe…and happier.

  484. Veronica Phua

    August 3, 2012 at 1:03 am

    My “What was I thinking” item of clothing has to be the Burberry trenchcoat that I bought about two years ago and has yet to be “deflowered” so to speak.

    Too many times, I have taken it out of my closet, with lots of ideas swirling around in my head as to how I’d wear it. However, and maybe because I live in the humid, tropical city of Singapore, all these ideas never pan out the way I envisioned them. Bringing it with me on holiday or for a business trip might address that issue but somehow the opportunity never came.

    I live in hope though. After all, it is still undoubtedly, a classic.

  485. Anabel C.

    August 3, 2012 at 1:03 am

    I have obsessed over anything Phillip Lim for as long as I could remember, but a nude blazer with a black lapel made me swoon like no other piece in that particular collection. After stalking it for months I finally purchases it. I was so excited to finally have a Phillip Lim blazer. However I have yet to wear it, its been sitting in my closet for over a year now. The worst part is I thought it would be perfect for my trip to New York, so I took it with me and still didn’t wear it, I brought it back, tags attached and all. I feel like it makes me look too old and I think the color washes me out. I guess at the time of purchase I was just blinded by my love for it.

  486. David B.

    August 3, 2012 at 1:04 am

    Oh Ralph Lauren… you are a cruel, cruel mistress. I too, was seduced by by your wares. So easily could I write about the Purple Label houndstooth Sunday suit that has become a recluse of my closet… or the vintage cuff links that have never failed to earn compliments yet sit for fear of breakage… but no, without a doubt, my biggest disappointment has been the crocodile wallet… I visited you on both coasts, I romanced for months, and sadly, I never use you because you ruin the lines of my suits… you are so large I cannot remove you from my breast pocket without first removing my jacket. There is no doubt that you are beautiful, but until you learn to play well with the rest of the ensemble, you will idle.

  487. Jane

    August 3, 2012 at 1:41 am

    I bought a pair of (what I thought were) very cool sneakers a few years ago. I dreamed of pairing them with floaty maxi skirts and fur. However, they never made it that far, they weren’t really very “cool” at the time, so eventually they got thrown away. And yet they would have been very good for an Isabel Marant-esque look this season. Why does this always happen to me?

  488. Sarah Raphaelle

    August 3, 2012 at 1:54 am

    A few years ago, I got my eyes on a Tommy Hilfiger jacket my mother owned. It was light blue-grey, with red and navy accents, and an interesting cut that would never flatter my body. Too short in the sleeves, too large on the torso.
    But those were my early high school years, I was in love with all things Hilfiger and I convinced myself that I somehow could make it work. My mom finally surrendered and gave it to me. I tried to fit it in the androgynous look I was trying to adopt then — and failed miserably every time. Never left the house with the jacket on my shoulders.
    Five years passed; I’ve since tried it with every single item of clothing I’ve ever owned. It still won’t work. I’ve been clinging to the hope that the right item will allow it to shine, but I’m doubting it ever will. I know I should let it go, but what a gem!

  489. Jenni Zeller

    August 3, 2012 at 2:26 am

    I had to think really hard, as over the years, I have made quite a few mistakes.

    My latest a belted trench coat which, when I belt, makes me look like a oversized bon bon. I’ve tried wearing without but it’s not the look I covet. I either have to be rake thin or give the coat away!

  490. Claire

    August 3, 2012 at 2:51 am

    I found a two beautiful gowns at a local thrift store for $4 each (!), but I only ever had one occasion to wear either of the two. I absolutely loved wearing the classic navy strapless dress on my prom night, but was saddened that I wouldn’t have anywhere else to wear the other silver embellished dress. That dress doesn’t even fit me anymore, so I will probably donate it back to the thrift store. Hopefully another girl will be able to wear the beautiful dress I never got to wear…

    x *Claire

  491. Erik

    August 3, 2012 at 3:06 am

    Hands down it has to be the S/S 2009 Jil Sander fringe dress I own; the main reason being that I am a man. After seeing the collection I was speechless! The long fringe dresses that Raf Simons had shown were works of minimalistic art. One day I was out shopping with my mother and we ran across one sitting on the sale rack. She saw how enamored I was with it, and reluctantly agreed to buy it for me. She still proclaims “I never thought I would see the day when I would be buying my son a dress!” I am a fashion design student, and Raf Simons is my favorite designers, so she justified it as something inspirational for me to look at. Unlike some of the collection, like the jackets and pants, this dress is completely unwearable for me. So, for now, it sits in a dust bag at the back of my closet, only to be taken out every now and then to look at it.

  492. Amalie Soufi

    August 3, 2012 at 3:29 am

    I went on a. Trip to New York with a very fresh broken heart. The boy who broke my heart was a huuge commes des garcon fan and to impress him i bought a ridiculously expensive junya watanabe military coat. I wore it while in new york experiencing tiny highs when cool, mature Soho locals would as me who “did my coat” (waaay back then in 2004, that was a fashion moment all in it self)
    Anyways, bakc home i did win the boy back but not because of the coat. Turns out the coat didn’t fit me or my life at all. Same goes for the boy but unlike the coat he didn’t camp out in my closet for years and years to eventually be sold on ebay last year. Im glad i sold it. It crossed the Atlantic ocean and now lives with someone who really appreciates it.
    After that coat i try to shop by the one advice that always makes sense; do i want to wear it tomorrow? If the answer is no, it does not leave the store with me.

  493. helen james

    August 3, 2012 at 4:14 am

    When I had my own line I once went to a boutique to pick up a check and left with a Sharon Waucoub white coat made from a linen/metal mix fabric. I looked in the mirror and dreamed the life I would have wearing this coat. Unfortunately when I left, the reality of my ACTUAL life took over and the coat hangs in my wardrobe still. The fact that I took the coat in lieu of payment means I spent way way more than I Ever would have had I exchanged cash. The coat is a reminder to me to walk away from a purchase…… if i still want it the next day then maybe I can buy it

  494. Petronio

    August 3, 2012 at 5:00 am

    I have a double breast blue blazer. The color is not the usual dark blue navy; it is a cobalt blue. With bronze buttons (not the usual golden plated ones). In few words a masterpiece (cut by my Roman tailor). I have alway dreamed of wearing it with white trousers and a pair of Vans (ideally the ones in tartan). My question is: to go where ?

  495. Chantal van Wees

    August 3, 2012 at 5:21 am

    I am a fan of your work! At the moment I don’t have money left to buy your book, so I will try to win one:

    There was a time that I did have money to buy expensive brown suede boots that went up to my knees. Well, being a student I didn’t really have the money but I wanted them soooo bad that I bought them anyway.

    Why? I fell in love with a picture of ballet dancer and my hero Rudolf Nureyev who wore boots up to his knees over a stretch jeans, very seventies, I know. But he looked so awesome.
    Why I thought that I could pull off that look, being a female with very thin calves instead of a male dancer with very muscular legs, I don’t know.

    I never wore the boots, for they wrinkled around my thin legs. They didn’t make me look cool, they made look like a wandering minstrel out of the middle ages.

    A real ‘what was I thinking?’-moment;0

  496. Mary jr

    August 3, 2012 at 5:30 am

    Well i had kept the triangle shaped shawl of my mother which was a black netted shawl with splash colors of blue and green…it shined under the light so kept me in love with it…i kept it for like 10 years in the wish of wearing it but i guess i was too much inspired by the story of Camille, written by Alexander duma at the time that i couldn’t see the shawl wouldn’t suit any part of my clothe…

  497. ange marie

    August 3, 2012 at 5:43 am

    Well I tend to dream of shoes mainly, as they always fit and make you taller (well I am already tall but still like to wear heels) you walk confidently and make you feel amazing.
    I always dreamed of owning a beautiful pair of Manolo Blahnik escarpins.
    I would buy books and books on his gorgeous design but never actually having the courage to buy his shoes.
    Then one day I just went for it and went to Liberty and bought the most stunning royale blue escarpin in delicate suede with an tallon aiguille (sorry some french words, but Garance can help you maybe…).
    Now that I have them I am petrified to wear them, I blame the London weather and hope moving to New York might give me the courage to overcome my fear.
    I have them for almost a year, but I supposed they kind of became a museum piece.
    I show them to my friends when they come around and they all agree they are beautiful, but then they all ask, when are you going to wear them?
    I still keep them nicely wrapped in their box.
    ho well maybe for my birthday I wear them, that my though but never seems to happen, I tend to go for a more safer option.

  498. Roslyn

    August 3, 2012 at 6:04 am

    A black Hermes riding jacket with scarlet red lining and a black velvet collar. I don’t ride. Giddyup.

  499. Aarti

    August 3, 2012 at 6:28 am

    The item sitting in my wardrobe for almost four years is a black silk Max Mara dress. The dress is a dream- it has a sheer upper neck area tucked delicately into folded, horizontal pleats by the chest area and the rest of the silk falls beautifuly just till my knees.

    It’s Max Mara all the way- classic, elegant and designed to perfection. I had always dreamed of pairing it with black patent leather pumps, with my stud earrings and watch as the only accessories. The dress is a beauty in itself and in no need for extra embellishments . It was a dress I just had to have!

    But truth be told- the dress is just not me. Will look awesome on some else, just not me.

  500. me

    August 3, 2012 at 6:31 am

    I dreamed of wearing deel ( for everyday clothing. maybe more fashionable, modern and comfortable version of it.

  501. Anne

    August 3, 2012 at 6:40 am

    I was visiting a friend of mine who was living in Spain, when I saw the most beautiful coat. It was deep red, faux leather and faux fur done in the most elegant and honest way. It was like:Look how we can make faux materials look like themselves and even cooler than the real deal! When I put it on, I felt my confidence rise and saw my inner star shining through. I was quite young at the time, but this coat gave me an air of sophistication. I could not let this coat who materialised the New Me go, so I spend way to much of my money (I was a student) and purchased the coat. It was so big I could not fit it in to my suitcase. Consequently, my friend’s boyfriend (who was also visiting Madrid, and who lived close to me back home in Scandinavia) offered to bring it home for me. Later I learned that he had to leave some of his own stuff at his gilrfriend’s in Spain to be able to transport my coat.

    I bought the coat in the summer, and could not wait for fall to come, so I could wear this beautiful item. I would put it on in front of the mirror, combining it with different garments: casually with jeans, elegantly with pencil skirts and heels, tongue-in-cheeky with denim shorts or girly skirts. However, when fall came, the occasion (or the day) to wear such an elaborate coat, never seemed to present itself. I sometimes tried it on at home, and the initital feeling came to me – that I looked great and that it was a confidence-booster. But somehow this feeling came off as soon as I attempted to walk out the door, and I always took it off before leaving home. Today, more than ten years after the purchase, the coat has survived two cases of moving, but is kept in a box in my attic. (Taking up an entire box, yes.) Should I be inspired by Scott Schuman who is throwing out his never-worn coat this year? A signed copy of his latest book would certainly pull me in that direction!

  502. John Domingo

    August 3, 2012 at 6:49 am

    Occasionally, I tend to explore more androgynous brands of fashion and find myself teetering over boundaries I have every intention of pushing, but for some reason, just can’t. Usually the urge manifests in some store where I’ll get this inkling to shop over in the women’s section and I’ll convince myself that I can pull off something like a men’s midriff or some gender-bending look like that. My intention is not to look offbeat but rather to make it as effortless and normed as possible, so that others may see it’s okay to not conform to a gender expectation. I end up buying these things and they always end up buried in the closet (pun intended) because I lose faith in my execution and cannot see how profound of a statement these looks can actually make.

    When the romper trend was burgeoning, I instantly wanted to make men’s rompers a reality. Raf Simons’s SS09 collection featured a pseudo-tailored playsuit that was essentially a male romper and at that moment I knew I had to get my hands on it (or rather a similar one because of my limited budget). I ended up sewing my own fitted “shorts-jumpsuit” with a collared v-neck and shoulder-length sleeves, very similar to the one in this image:

    Perhaps it’s that I’m not really a designer or sewer by any means — although the piece I created is functional and quite proper in appearance — but I cannot seem to bring myself to wear in public and really own this look. Maybe someday soon (next spring, fingers crossed) I’ll be able to retire my doubts and show this garment the sun it deserves.

    If I win a signed copy of your book before I get the chance to buy it, I will wear the romper and post a picture somewhere. How does that sound?

  503. Lara

    August 3, 2012 at 6:57 am

    About 20 yrs ago I purchased a pair of VIBRANT, mustard yellow, suede ankle boots. They looked so beautiful in the catalog but when they arrived I was in complete perplexity as to what to do with them. It took me about 3 yrs before I finally gave them away.

  504. Mikel

    August 3, 2012 at 7:22 am

    Since I knew that my father shared (yes,..shared with his brother) a camel suede jacket I dreamed having it for me so I looked it up in my grandparets home, but there was no sight of it. As my mom makes me a lot of clothes exactly as I want I asked her to sew me that lether jacket I desired, but after trying to find the leather and all those things she realized that she couldn´t sew it with the machine she has. Finally, Pull & Bear made it, so there I have my camel suede jacket in the closet. I still love it, but the weather its not the appropriate. I expect a cold and sunny autumm!

  505. Jess

    August 3, 2012 at 7:28 am

    I had grow up idolizing the sexy punk-plaid corset dresses of Dolce and Gabbana. They really don’t fit my current professional lifestyle. However, when I was 28, I finally got a chance to purchase one. I wore it once at a party, or rather, I had it on when friends arrived to a house party I threw. They immediately convinced me to take it off, saying it looked a bit outlandish and out of place. I ended up consigning it. Perhaps in the future I will buy a more classic black version!

  506. Valentina

    August 3, 2012 at 7:44 am

    When I was about 17 I saw this beatiful silk indian dress, antique rose with silver embroidery on the borders, so long that it covered my feet. I told my dad how beautiful it was and two days later he bought it. From then on it has remained in my closet. It’s too elegant and ethnic at the same time. I look like a white lady-in-waiting in a ancient indian court. Despite that, I keep on loving that dress madly and holding it in the closet. From time to time I think of a way to wear it more easily, but I’ve never got to find one. I think that I’ll pass it as inheritance to my daughter (if I’ll have one), hoping that in a far future a girl will be proud to look like an indian musical star in her every day life.

  507. Monika

    August 3, 2012 at 7:54 am

    I’d like to be original. But I do not dare. I like to join black and red. And I do not want to be too visible. In my wardrobe I have a beautiful cherry poncho. I dream to wear it with black: leggins and boots. I have not idea how to wrap it on me. I am waiting for a day when I make my decision. I hope it comes before I die.

  508. Chantal van Wees

    August 3, 2012 at 7:59 am

    I am a fan of your work! Because I have no money to spent on your book (I am so happy I can see your work for free on your site!), I will try to win one, because I would love to see your work in print too.

    There was a time I had money to spent on expensive things, like brown suede knee-length boots. Well, being a student at that time I didn’t really have the money, but I bought them anyway.
    Why? Because they looked sooo fabulous on dancer and my hero Rudolf Nureyev in a picture, wearing them with tight ieans in them, that I just fell in love with that look. Very seventies, I know, but he looked stunning in that picture.
    Now why did I think they would look great on me too, being a woman with thin calves instead of being a male dancer with fabulous musculair legs? I can’t remember. Anyway: when I wore them they winkled around my legs and made me look like a wandering minstrel from the dark ages.
    This is probably one of the worst of my many ‘What was I thinking?’-moments. Bye!

  509. Charlotte

    August 3, 2012 at 8:23 am

    A Reiss LBD named Charlotte, my namesake dress…I couldn’t stop thinking about it…black layers, asymmetric neckline…it was perfect but I was skint. So I did what anyone would do…and put it on my credit card. This was 4 years ago and I’ve not worn it once! Seems sometimes you don’t ‘just need’ something afterall…

  510. Joanna Ng

    August 3, 2012 at 8:32 am

    I tailored a blazer in checks, very small checks (brown-ish khaki tone). I thought it’d turn out great when i saw that print in the book although I get a little dizzy when i look at it. But ever since i got it from the tailor, i never wore it. I get so dizzy looking at it every single time i remove it from the wardrobe. I must be crazy to tailor make a blazer that i cant even bring out of the wardrobe, not to mention wearing it. WHAT WAS I THINKING?????

  511. magali

    August 3, 2012 at 8:56 am

    I bought myself a really high heels italian shoes with wonderful leather and really thin sole!! What was I thinking : I am walking my way to work wich means 5 km each day so doing it with fragile and high heels shoes is a real non sense.
    Anyway I still took them out of my closet to see them once in a while …..

  512. Jonathan Jong

    August 3, 2012 at 9:23 am

    So…once upon a time, I saw a pair of red rocketship underwear; briefs, to be exact. But I don’t wear briefs. But they were RED ROCKETSHIP UNDERWEAR! And made locally with organic cotton, etc. So, I bought them. And still never wear them. Ah well. I knew exactly what I was thinking, but still.

  513. Elissa Marie

    August 3, 2012 at 9:31 am

    I worked in a retail shop every Sunday while I was studying. Across the road was SABA and in their window was this fuchsia, not a little bit fuchsia, not a light fuchsia, a bright, bold fuchsia skirt, pleated in georgette. 

    I would day dream about this skirt, my eyes glazing over as I stared at the window display across the road. I imagined how fabulous it would look with every shoe I had in my collection at home, and fantasies about all the envious thoughts people would have when I wore it. I swear I tried it on very lunch break for a month!

    However unless I went without food, I could not afford it. 
    Ooh how I justified it, I did some of my best selling in that retail shop, shame it wasn’t to their customers rather in my head about that skirt. 

    Finally it went out of the window…….I missed it 
    That lunch break I hurried over to see where it was and alas it was on the sales rack! 

    It would be mine!

    Every social event for the rest of the year I planned to wear my skirt, I would put the outfit together, try it on, but just could not walk out the door. It was either a awkward length, not sitting right on my hips, didn’t have any bag that would work, excuse after excuse. 
    I honestly can’t believe how much I wanted it, yet when I have it on my confidence falls. I don’t know. Last week I took to it with scissors changing the length……
    This is my Ralf Lauren blazer

  514. diane

    August 3, 2012 at 9:39 am

    I bought one fail and one best present ever and they were the same thing. Max Mara had a sample sale and I bought two pairs of very high heeled, nude clear sequined clogs, yup fell for trend,. Mine are still in the closet, in their lovely shoe bag and box. I am 47 and a pretty good fashionista most days. Happily I bought my 16 year old niece the same pair in her size and she loved loved them and wore them to bits. So two lessons learned, one buy trends that are age appropriate and be generous, now every time I see a trend I know is just not me, but fab, my niece gets a great gift. Congrats on the new book.

  515. Kurt

    August 3, 2012 at 9:51 am

    I always dreamt of having a very well made sleek velvet jacket with subtlety. I had no idea what fancy occasion I would have to wear it. For partying, it’d be too much spills to worry about; for some formal events in college, it’d be too outstanding while everyone else is wearing unfitted black suits. Last winter, I happened to have found one full aubergine velvet suit at D&G clearance, I didn’t hesitate for one second and bought it. The sleeves were a bit long so I had to find a very good tailor, who is able to not destroy the velvet, to alter the jacket. I was so excited to have it back and it was perfectly fit. I showed my girlfriend how perfect my dreamt suit was, and she said, “Justin Bieber wore this once. I saw this on TV. Don’ tell anyone my boyfriend shares the same taste with Bieber.” She showed me the picture on google, and ever since every time I open my closet to pick it up, and try to wear it, it always seems to live under the shadow of Bieber. Soon after the weather has become too hot for velvet. Until today, before writing my dreamt suits story, I googled my suits again. Take a closer look. The one Bieber wore was actually different from mine. His is with peak lapels whereas mine isn’t. I think I am gonna get over the Bieber-phobia and pull it off in the coming F/W.

    • Andre

      August 6, 2012 at 8:28 am

      wow… get over the negative comment and rock the suit! Just be yourself, and dont worry what other people might think about it.

      i do have similar story… I did dream a lot about black velvet suit, looking dapper and all dressed up, with bow tie and everything… and when finally i saw one on sale i didnt hesitate a bit to buy it, even being a student on tight budjet… i wore it once for some party, but realized after i wont get a chance to wear it again anymore… My friend’s parents were happy to buy it for their son’s graduation…. at least he looked great in it.

  516. Justin

    August 3, 2012 at 10:18 am

    There are quite a few items that fall into this category, but I think I have been most disappointed about my silk Brooks Brother bow tie. I bought a bright red one with light blue diagonal stripes. I have been wanting to expand my wardrobe with the option of a bow tie and i thought it was wonderful. I practiced tying it in front of my laptop watching “how to” YouTube videos, getting the perfect knot. I could not wait to throw one of these bad boys on at an upcoming wedding, but when the time came I could not let the tie bar go. Time and time again I choose the tie over the bow tie and it disappoints me every time.

  517. Name*

    August 3, 2012 at 10:46 am

    I’ve been wearing fur since I was nine years old.
    It was black and white and I looked like a skunk but
    I loved it and so did my sixth grade teacher who
    tried it on and ripped the seam. I was so angry,
    I never took it off in school.
    In the seventies, it was bell bottom jeans, and a suede jacket
    with fox trim.
    In the eighties, an aqua blue suit from the 40′s, nurse
    white hose, black patent heals and mink cape.
    Got a job modeling fur I loved them so much. But the showroom was infested with mice and they were getting
    into the vault and nesting in the furs! Total repulsion ever
    since and definitely, “What was I thinking?”
    The confidence never returned.

  518. Mel

    August 3, 2012 at 10:48 am

    A few years ago, I bought a pair of Prada stilleto sandal. They are beautiful, black and white patent leater, strappy, and buckle around the ankle They sit in my clost like a prized piece of art, but I never wear them because I end up towering over everyone in them (nearly 6’5″ in them).

  519. Ray

    August 3, 2012 at 11:04 am

    A moment of infatuation with a pair of bespoke leather pants inspired me to concoct an ensemble that looked more pirate than chic in late 2008. Needless to say, they have been with me ever since never finding another moment to debut. A recent move saw me wave goodbye to my dear old friend. Some things are just not meant to be.

  520. Deanne

    August 3, 2012 at 11:10 am

    The answer to this would have to be my Abilene Sage cowboy boots, complete with two or three decorative conchos and attached tassels. I’m a boot lover, and look forward to fall with great anticipation, when I can throw on jeans and some tall leather boots. Out shopping with my husband one day about 10 years ago, I saw the Abilenes on a store shelf. I felt like I was the only one in the store who heard their song – they practically begged to be mine. Imagine my surprise a few days later when my husband walked in the door with them! Soft leather, classic cowboy – what could go wrong? The first time I wore them out, I realized how cringeworthy the whole thing was. As I walked across the parking lot, the conchos glared in the sunlight, the tassels clacking against them, screaming “tacky! tacky!” It felt like the world was watching, and I went home and threw the boots back in the box. The hardest part? The guilt. The box still stares at me from high on my shoe shelf, and the thought of getting rid of them, knowing my husband gave them to me, keeps them there. Maybe someday…

  521. Michel

    August 3, 2012 at 11:26 am

    My first Paul Smith suit. A beautiful prince of wales. I almost never wore it because I felt totally overdressed in it at the time.
    I have had many Paul Smith since. I still regret that I had not been able to make a better use of the first one.

  522. cr

    August 3, 2012 at 11:28 am

    Give it to Garance! She could sinch it at the waist with front flaps overlapping, collar up and push sleeves up forearms if sleeves are not the right length. It’s gorgeous fabric so should be easy to make something work and worth it. I’ll take it if she passes. :)

  523. Anna

    August 3, 2012 at 11:44 am

    my two major “what was i thinking”… here they go: a dress, which I knew I was not going to wear but it was too beautiful to let it go, and a vintage Armani leather jacket that I got two sizes bigger (I still haven’t found a proper comfortable way to wear it!)


    ps: I’d kill for one of those signed books!! fingers crossed….

  524. neatfrances

    August 3, 2012 at 11:49 am

    Many years ago a girlfriend of mine was cleaning out her coat closet and said she had a jacket for ME. She said that she had received it as a Christmas gift and just never could bring herself to wear it. This is where I come in, this friend said that of all the people she knew I would be the one who this jacket would best suit. This jacket was the iconic motorcycle jacket. Practically brand new. Yelping and hugging (the jacket not her) I started imagining my new life in my sweet new biker jacket. Well to my dismay this jacket wore me. It fit like a glove, sartorially speaking, however for some reason even my unique personality just could not pull it off. Occasionally I’d pull it out and visit the possibilities only to continue packed it with every move. It wasn’t until a few years later I had to resign to the fact that I just could not give this biker jacket the life she was looking for. I finally donated her to Salvation Army and hopefully she’s out there somewhere doing sweet shit and her wonderful leather is being naturally distressed expressing her true beauty.

  525. Bea

    August 3, 2012 at 11:50 am

    For me, nothing tops my original white “go go” boots from the sixties. I so thought I could be Nancy Sinatra grooving to ” These boots are made for walking”. I’ve walked straight back to the closet for 40 years.

  526. Charles David

    August 3, 2012 at 11:56 am


    I’m sad, but happy for you. I am happy for you because this pleated patch-pocket Herringbone sport-coat is Iconic, and will never, ever go out of style. It’s here to stay, and you’ll probably pass it down to your children one day. The wool/cashmere blend feels so super. I know you’ll take special care of it :)

    OK, why am I sad? Well, in 2005 on my first day at RL, this was the jacket I wanted, the minute I entered the building. It was the piece that stole my heart, which i ended up getting and forging a bond, with. I loved it so much, I wore it just about every day. Mine was the all wool, so it was able to withstand a little more beating. I remember our tailor at the time was this little Italian fellow named Mr. Gitano, he was a funny little man, who luckily, wore the same size jackets as I. Mr. Gitano was my go to guy when ever I needed my clothes altered. Talk about a tailor with a Midas touch. He also altered Mr. Lauren’s suits too, which looked like master pieces by the time he was through. I remember one day, getting a call from the alterations department and it was Gitano himself. In his broken English/Italian accent, he said “Chaluch (his nick name for me) I have something for you. Before the phone hung up, I was already in the tailor department, eager to see what this warmhearted craftsman had up his sleeves. To my surprise, It was 12 of the coolest, wooden buttons these pair of eyes, had ever seen. They had such unique characteristics about them- all different. They attracted the eye of every onlooker on the street. Get this, not only did Mr. Gitano sewed those buttons on for me, but he took the jacket and created working button holes. Undoubtedly, it became my favorite piece I ever owned. When I wasn’t wearing it (which rarely occurred), I was dreaming of wearing it. You could say it was an honest obsession.

    Sadly, years ago, I decided to have lunch at one of my favorite Thai restaurants in the West Village and was wearing my jacket. Right before the food came to the table, I decided to use the rest room, leaving my jacket on the back of my chair. When I came back, the beef Pad See Ew and Thai ice-tea were there, steaming- The jacket was not!!
    Some weasel stole my jacket and my heart with it.

    To this day, I still dream of that jacket. Of course I’ve seen many others like it, and even bought a few, but nothing the same!!
    Ps..I was so hurt, I left my food on the table and never ate at that restaurant again!

  527. Alessandra G.

    August 3, 2012 at 12:26 pm

    Whenever I visit Tokyo, I hop on the train to Ginza. Ginza is a commercial district of Tokyo that is lined with sky-high department stores, and also the home to the renowned Printemps, from Haussmann in Paris. I don’t typically prefer department store browsing over the character and intimacy of the local boutiques; however, in Tokyo, with the access to many of the ever more elusive runway pieces of designers such as Comme des Garcons and Junya Watanabe that cling to the pages of magazines like distant artifacts, it is hard to resist.

    A friend and I perused the stores with almost expert ease, trying on spiked loafers, cropped down coats and lace adorned military jackets. It is very likely that our make-pretend ruffled store managers, but with the whimsical quality of the clothes, it is hard to suppress the imagination. It was all beautiful, but nothing was quite as convincing as what I saw when we approached the Yohji Yamamoto storefront.

    There, hanging eerily with a stiff posture, was a grey boiled wool jumpsuit. Mind you, it gets better: the piece had one “point of entry,” an inch wide cobalt blue zipper that ran all the way down the front. The crotch was so dropped that it was a mere 8 inches from the bottom of the leg openings. The top half was sleeveless. Basically, if you can imagine a large wool pillow case with three openings on top, and two on the bottom with a zipper down the front, that was, in shape, what it resembled.

    My friend and I grinned at each other and immediately asked for a fitting room. We slowly opened our dressing room doors and stood beside each other at a three way mirror. Next to us on the wall, a large monitor displayed models confidently walking down the runway in these giant wool sacks. And there we were, two average citizens at 5.5 feet tall, our femininity (well, confidence) obscured by the box of fabric into which we had stepped.

    Despite the convention of form in garments, I much remember feeling quite beautiful without the form being so body-like. Afterall, our bodies are at essence vehicles through which the garments may come alive, move and communicate aesthetic. Somehow, this was happening to me, as my body disappeared and adopted the shape of the jumpsuit. I was at ease with its comfort and simplicity, which is the point at which I convinced myself to slap down the Visa.

    Years later, sadly, that jumpsuit has left my wardrobe. I kept it for several months, watching the runway video on repeat, putting it on, taking it off, putting it on, even so blasphemously belting it around the waist. Perhaps where I had faltered was the moment that I had accepted that I could just disappear behind the suit. For it’s easy to read fashion magazines, to even make cut-outs of your favorite designs and collage them on paper. But true fashion is committal; you have to see yourself through the garment or else the garment wears you.

  528. Dan

    August 3, 2012 at 12:32 pm

    I’m slightly obsessed about British style and made in Britain quality.
    I’ve dreamed of a Savile Row suit for years but have never had the money to
    venture into Norton and Sons for the perfect fit.
    So I took the plunge and took my favourite suit into a local tailor, it had a lot of extra cloth around the waist wide shoulders slim waist.

    What a mistake to make ive ruined my suit and can never wear it again It looks terrible realy fitted but with baggy arms and large lapels defiantly not the Savile Row look on the cheap I dreamed of!

  529. Lisa

    August 3, 2012 at 12:54 pm

    I have lots of items that end up in my closet that I never wear from thrist shops or wealthier hand-me-down friends – but those don’t haunt me. What I always flash back to is a wrap-around, ruffled, white with different colored polka dots mini-skirt that I made in Home Ec in junior high! My mother and grandmother were both clothing designers, but because I was at the age of being in junior high, there is NO WAY I would ask for their advise on appropriate prints, fabric weight, etc – heavens no! It was HIDEOUS, and I knew it the moment it was done and I tried it on. But, there was no going back, i had to wear it at least once to earn the grade. Fortunate for me, this was the early ’80s, and I am sure the skirt did not stand out to others as much as I feared, but I threw that item away as soon as I could rush home after school. Ugh!

  530. Heather Lou

    August 3, 2012 at 1:05 pm

    I once bought a pair of leopard print pony hair Manolo Blahnik peep-toe Dorsay pumps from a consignment shop. I was just of out of college and dirt poor but it was the age of Sex and the City and I wanted the glamour and promise of those shoes more than I wanted groceries. They are still wrapped in the same tissue paper and vintage shoe box I got them in. I wore them once or twice and quickly realized that they were a 1/2 size too big. Which was fine with me. They felt too sophisticated and grown up on my cafe-working feet. These days my life is a lot more conducive to putting on a pair of Manolo’s now and then, and I’m sure I could McGyver a way with insoles to make them fit…. but they have so much more power and allure for me wrapped in tissue paper in a place of honour in my closet. Every once and a while I put them on and enjoy feeling like I could have another life in them, in a dark bar where a man would fall in love with you and fly you to Paris on a whim, because he was so enticed by the site of a beautifully manicured toe peeping out of a leopard print pony hair Dorsay pump….

  531. Nadja

    August 3, 2012 at 1:09 pm

    My mom was wearing GORGEOUS trousers with poppy pattern since I was a little kid and when she fattened she was going to throw them away so I safely kept them in my closet.

    I was waiting for my body to get a little bit more feminine and when I was finally able to pull it off, it just never happened, cause they are a little bit short (mom’s legs are shorter:). And so when I feel like wearing pants because of the cold weather I wear my jeans and when it’s too hot I wear shorts. But I’m not giving up, maybe some day… ;)

  532. Danie

    August 3, 2012 at 1:26 pm

    I went on a shopping spree at ADAM a couple years ago at their end of the summer sale. There was this one soft denim blue sueded maxi dress with boning and a high slit in the back. I felt so sexy in the dress so I bought it. I completely forgot that I worked in retail and don’t like to wear heels. It still hangs in my closet for the dayI have the balls to throw it on with a cropped denim jacket and platforms. Usually when I suffer for fashion it’s with something more avant garde, maybe it’s time for a change!

  533. Jay

    August 3, 2012 at 1:43 pm

    Years and years I had been thinking and looking at a very special pair of Dior shoes from the Hedi Slimane era. When I started as a young boy to bring around newspapers and made very little money I wasn’t able to buy them. While studying I still had an eye for them so I decided to ‘print’ them and put them on my desk so I knew for what I was saving my money. Finally when I had the chance (and the money) to buy them my size was sold out. For many years I had been desperate about these shoes and now finally they were sold out. I decided to call another shop and drove to another city to get them. Finally I got them and I was so happy when I bought them. Even the box was amazing. I realllly loved them! I imagined myself wearing them with all the things I had in my closet. Now 5 years later I think I have worn them a handfull of times and decided that it was ‘not my shoe’-shoes *shame shame*. Although I still love them I decided to let them go. They are still beautiful and the leather still smells great!

  534. Nadine

    August 3, 2012 at 1:49 pm

    There USED to be a dress I wanted to work, because I loved the pinky violet color. It was a silky charmeuse-like blend, making undergarments an issue. I wore it with hose & a dark green cardigan in the winter. I always got complimented, maybe that’s why I kept doing it…til one fall I tried the cardigan on & my arms didn’t fit. I kept the dress & tried it with a slip in warmer weather – kinda the opposite of casual cool. Did I mention I never had shoes I was happy wearing with it? Finally decided the ruffly button front & tab sleeves were too much going on, thank goodness for moments of clarity!

  535. MisterRayCo

    August 3, 2012 at 1:55 pm

    I’d love to take that jacket off your hands. Seriously- promise to wear it.

    I recently got the Cole Haan 4th of July Lunar Glide Wingtips…I hope they make it out of the box, but only time will tell! (the look like )

  536. till507

    August 3, 2012 at 2:02 pm

    I have a preemptive “what was I thinking purchase” that may or may not hold true:

    This Spring we made some new hires at my company which thanks to the #menswear thing, dress almost exactly like me. We’re starting to remind me of a casual version of the board room scene in American Psycho where they’re all admiring each other’s near-identical business cards and Oliver People’s glasses, etc so I’ve decided to switch it up. Ovadia & Sons had a great sale and their stuff is incredible so I bought one of their nautical sweaters and cannot imagine pulling it off, even at my somewhat-fashionable workplace (I work in the arts so I have a slim chance). I may feel very differently in a month or two but right now I can only admire the sweater in passing.

    Oh and if one of my new coworkers shows up wearing it, it’s getting thrown off a bridge:) (kidding!)

  537. Ellie Z.

    August 3, 2012 at 2:33 pm

    I’ve asked myself this question more times than I would like to admit, particularly now as I needed to drastically downsize my wardrobe in anticipation of a cross-country move. I was happy to purge most of my questionable choices, but there is of course one I can’t let go of: a dream of a deerskin leather jacket, bomber cut- but not a boyfriend’s jacket- and black as a liquorice stick. In my mind it is the best cheeky riff on the idea of the perfect badass leather jacket, and I figured it was my automatic ticket to being a grownup. I’ve never worn it, for fear of looking like I was playing dress-up in someone else’s cool. But I can’t part with (even though at this point it would pay for a nice bit of grad school), I will lovingly wrap it up and move it across the country, and continue to dreaming of how to wear it.

  538. Jenya

    August 3, 2012 at 3:27 pm

    It’s going to be my first time when i publish my first comment in anyone’s blog. Why? Maybe wasn’t enough time to type all the minds (hell of a lotssss) or maybe didn’t really want to share with someone a piece of my life, impressions, thoughts… Any way browsed in net for most popular blogs and found this one, and quite interesting subject draws my attention. What have i ever dreamt to wear…but i think (or hope) it’s still dusting on the shelf in my native house, which i left many years ago (need to call my mum to figure out). It’s a hat. Kind of proper grey fur hat with ear flaps. Being originally form Eastern European country we used to have uuuu such a cold winters. SO people used to wrap themselves from head to toe! And that time fur hats became so popular and fashionable, well i guess they are often met nowadays too. My mum get me one. And tried to put it on me. Ha! :) The thing was i hated hats, and also having the most beautiful long hair, i wanted to show the off rather than hide under what a ridiculous (i thought) hat. And usually no one from girls used to wear hats…it was sort of youngsters thing. Don’t even know why! So somehow i escaped my mum’s control, every time just took it off, after left the house. But now. coming back to style i’d definitely find the right outfit for it. Even considering i don’t have those proper cold weather. Still, might be memories…

  539. Claude

    August 3, 2012 at 3:51 pm

    A black velvet Ralph Lauren smoking jacket with frog closure. I couldn’t resist it but I’ve never worn it. I thought about wearing it as costume on Halloween but it’s too wonderful to mock it. I thought about wearing it on New Year’s Eve but never had the right opportunity where it would be appreciated. Like your jacket it hangs in my closet calling to me.

  540. VeritableWit

    August 3, 2012 at 4:22 pm

    Honestly, the article of clothing that comes to mind most saliently when you ask the question is…a bright teal, pleather miniskirt from Old Navy that my mom finally gave in to buying me when I was 12. It had a matching jacket that fortunately she did not allow me to have. It was as ridiculous as it sounds.

    I guess the draw of an edgy biker style hit me early, but just never panned out. I didn’t wear it a single time…though I still think about it occasionally.


  541. Al from the middle of the world

    August 3, 2012 at 5:50 pm

    I live in Ecuador, South America. Access to high end items is very limited in my country, but I always wanted a pair of Gucci Bit loafers. So, after some saving and a little help from a friend in US I purchased a pair in a gorgeous shade of brown which arrived to me after a couple of months of waiting.

    The shoes were worn only one time. I admire them in my closet almost every morning and think “maybe today”, but almost a year has passed and they have not seen the outside world. Maybe I purchased them only because they were a symbol of a more “glamorous” life (which I dont have) and they dont have real use in my everyday life.

    Maybe tomorrow.

  542. sarah

    August 3, 2012 at 6:14 pm

    I recently purchased some very wide leg derek lam silk trousers, color blocked blue and black. i thought i would look like a fashion editor, all willowy and androgynous, cutting edge, you know. but in reality, at home, away from the svelte mirror of Barney’s and the approving coos of the modelesque assistants, i felt like a wide lump. the prospective expense of the items that would actually make these work outside my front door (in my mind) have rendered them a cupboard filler…….they still look great in there, and perhaps one day i will just throw them on with some shocking red lips, and an ‘i-could-care-less-attitude’ and see what my shop window reflection throws back at me. here’s hoping!

  543. Elaine

    August 3, 2012 at 6:37 pm

    First off, please don’t throw the jacket out. send it to me with your book. I have a strapless gold/bronze short dress with a beautiful pleat/scalloped bodice and bubble skirt. It also calls for fall. I don’t attend galas or dinner parties, so there in my closet, it sits waiting for an event. Most of all though I’ve nearly convinced myself that at 36 and in a wheelchair it might be too “young” and poofy for me. Still holding on to the dream though.

  544. Nicole

    August 3, 2012 at 6:40 pm

    I have definitely made that kind of purchase before! In my case it is a lovely sage green, wool, houndstooth blazer. It is rather square in shape, and as I have a small waist and larger hips, it causes my waistline to completely disappear! It is not a very good look. I have only worn it once, if that. Perhaps, like you, this is the August I “finally throw this jacket out”.
    Thanks for the chance to win your new book!

  545. Carly

    August 3, 2012 at 6:50 pm

    My most memorable “what was I thinking” fashion choice happened in 6th grade. I found these amazing white leather cowboy boots that had powder-blue fringe with powder blue scrollwork on the sides. In my 6th grade mind, I HAD to have these incredible boots. I begged and pleaded for months to get these boots. My family had a very limited income and my parents scrimped and saved to buy me my coveted boots. When I got them for my birthday, I couldn’t wait to wear them to school the next day. I had no idea what was waiting for me, because that day was TORTURE. I was laughed at and teased all day by everyone, including my friends at the time. It was horrible. I was so embarrassed that I stuffed them in the back of my closet and never wore them again, but I would look at them wistfully from time to time, thinking, “if only…”. I am still wracked with guilt for having cost my parents so much money for something I stuffed in the back of my closet after only wearing once!

  546. Johanna

    August 3, 2012 at 6:53 pm

    I have an old silk dress from my grandmother, that is gorgeous and very elegant, but I have never found the right occasion to wear it.
    The fabric is a deep red silk, with bronze/red-ich/fall-coloured leafs. The leaf details are all over the dress and very subtle, but still visible up close. This makes the fabric a little bit more interesting. It goes in at the waist and has a pencil skirt, that stops just beneath my knees. The dress goes all the way up to my neck in the front, and it has a low in the back(about to the middle of my back). From the top of the back there is some fabric draped down, very simply but elegant.
    I imagine my self wearing it with black patent leather shoes, my hair in a simple bun and very subtle, old hollywood make-up(without the red lips).

    I am absolutely not throwing out this dress, and I am just dreaming of the day I will get the chance to wear it:)

    (You must excuse poor description of the dress, but I found it quite challenging to describe this dress)

  547. Giuseppe

    August 3, 2012 at 7:05 pm

    What in the hell was ithinking? Here where I live in Italy, near Florence there is a shoemaker that makes Derby’s type of shoe which they let you choose the leather colors and styles….so I had the idea to make a shoe with blue toe and back and the middle bordeaux. I was soo exited when I got them but still haven’t found the right cause to wear them or just HOW!!! So I realized that it’s not the shoe for me, soooo Any one want a free shoe? Size 43 europe…. ; ).
    Well I now made me a black solid one and it’s perfect….
    Take are everyone..
    Ciao ciao

  548. Annie

    August 3, 2012 at 7:36 pm

    For me, it was a pair of clear plastic brogues with super thin black laces, simple black suede detailing on the side and a thin wooden sole.
    I was in love! I was going wear them either androgynously with black drainpipe jeans with the hems rolled thinly tight just above the ankle and bare feet or vivid pink socks; or with a really feminine vintage button down above-the-knee dress.
    Clear plastic shoes were getting raved about online and in the fashion mags when I bought them and I smugly imagined myself to be so stylish…never made it past the front door.
    I still wear them inside the house sometimes with before-mentioned outfits and styled hair, daring myself to venture outdoors, but I live in a small town and even my own family and friends have howled in derision at the shoes so…I’m still just too afraid to face the jeers of the local hoodies and schoolchildren! :) Maybe someday though!

  549. Leah

    August 3, 2012 at 7:52 pm

    Without a doubt, for me its this beautiful black Chanel-style jacket I found in a charity shop. I almost yelped with happiness when I saw it, only 15 euro. I imagined myself wearing it with hair pulled back in a tight chignon, slash of crimson lipstick, sunglasses, black pencil skirt and teeteringly high slingbacks. But I never wore it in public! Its just too old for me, I’m 19 with a real chubby cheeked baby face, it just looks like I raided a 30-something career woman’s wardrobe. I’m keeping it though, just in case I become the 30-something career woman!

  550. Misha

    August 3, 2012 at 7:57 pm

    I was on a spontaneous jaunt to India a few years ago and had heard about the amazing bespoke tailors they have in Mumbai, but at a (relative) fraction of the cost of Savile Row, so in the spirit of spontaneity thought I’d get a suit made. I asked around and got told the best one was this really old guy down a street behind the Taj. I went in to see him and he must have been at least 90, he’d been there since colonial times and on his walls still had genuine 30s style posters and old photos of him with Governors and Maharajas etc. The first thing he asked me was whether I’d gone to Eton or Harrow.

    He sends me round the corner to a shop to pick my cloth. Obviously the sensible choice would be something like a nice grey flannel, perhaps a check if you want something a bit more. But I thought fuck it, you only live once, and bought a roll of bright, really really bright (even brighter than I realised, it was quite a dark shop) blue linen. I took it back to the old tailor and he was startled and asked me if I was sure and that even in London I’d turn some heads. But I insisted.

    Then we picked out a lining, I wanted the beautiful silk paisley prints but to this he flatly refused saying they were for saris, so we settled (him grudgingly) on an off white silk. Then we started talking about cut and I said I wanted it really slim and one button, which again he wasn’t super keen on. But he went along with it.

    I had a couple of fittings where I got him to make it even slimmer, which confused him even more, and then on my last day went to pick it up. He brings it out and says he thought he’d been completely wrong and how fantastic it was. I however, on trying on the finished thing suddenly, in a flash on rationality, pictured myself back in rainy London and realised maybe it hadn’t been such a great idea after all.

    So I brought it home, hung it in up as the lone streak of colour amidst my otherwise sombre hued wardrobe, and that’s where it’s stayed ever since. Every couple of months I think I’ll take it to a tailor, get the buttons switched for wooden ones and I can wear it as separates, but that was four years ago and it still hasn’t happened.

  551. Caroline Carr

    August 3, 2012 at 8:39 pm

    Dear Sartorialist,
    Hi! I am a young aspiring fashion designer, and a religious reader and enjoyer of your blog. I love the way that you mix high fashion and everyday street style in your posts. Being only fourteen, I have yet to make a purchase of an item that sits idle in my closet. When I buy clothes I buy them to wear and enjoy. My style tends to be more English than anything else. In the winter I live in my Barbour coat, Ralph Lauren jeans and riding boots and an array of cashmere sweaters; my favorites being from the most amazing little cashmere shop in Highlands, NC called McCulleys. I love reading your blog each and every day and get excited to see the way people are dressing all around the world. I would love to win this contest and be able to add your wonderful book to my library. (having a signed copy would just be the icing on the cake!!!)

    Your loyal follower,
    Caroline Carr
    Email: [email protected]

  552. G.M.

    August 3, 2012 at 9:02 pm

    I was in London visiting a friend and as I walked through Trafalgar square I was saying to him how London was the mecca for men’s footwear. As I was explaining the craftsmanship, I stumbled upon a boutique with Grenson trickers and the like and suggested we stop in. It wasn’t long before I saw the most beautiful pair of shoes I’d ever seen. They were Church’s Shanghai shoes.

    I paced backed and forth trying to decide whether or not to spend the $1,000. I left without the shoes but couldn’t stop thinking about them all night. The next day I finally decided to call home and ask my wife her opinion, after all she is the voice of reason. She gave me the green light to purchase the shoe and I couldn’t have been more excited. I couldn’t wait until the shop opened to go and get them.

    Cut to 2 years later, I still haven’t worn them because I can’t figure out how to wear the shoe. I have ideas of wearing it with a nice pea coat and selvedge jeans but when I put the look together, something just doesn’t seem right.

    Because I have yet to wear them and they are sitting hidden in my closet not being worn, I’ve posted them on eBay several times to sell them, secretly hoping no one would buy them. I’ve received many compliments from other men that have seen them posted. And I’ve had several offers which I’ve declined.

    I think I’m finally coming to the conclusion that I just may have to let them go to someone that can/will wear them because they deserve to be seen.

  553. Jillian

    August 3, 2012 at 10:38 pm

    Last winter I bought a pair of navy blue, high waisted pants with suspender straps. I go to a small high school in Canada (400 people) and the one day that I wore them was horrible. I was laughed at a lot, and I’ve never been able to bring myself to wear them again! That is the only clothing item I’ve regretted buying.

  554. Bethany

    August 3, 2012 at 11:51 pm

    For me it was a black vintage Harry Keiser dress I bought online when I was 17 to wear to a junior/senior banquet. I spent several hundred dollars on it and it didn’t even fit me right. I ripped the chiffon in a perfect, large triangle on the hemline of the dress at the beginning of dinner with my killer heels. I had no plans of ever wearing the dress again, really, but it failed me in its first moments. It was a major mistake to spend my meager income on. The banquet was a complete disaster and the only hope that remains for my too-expensive vintage dress is that my daughters and granddaughters will one day play dress-up with it. Sigh.

  555. lisa

    August 4, 2012 at 12:39 am

    I wish I could say it was something sophisticated like everyone else’s. I bought a sarong with suns and moons on it thinking it would be bohemian. I intended to wear like a long skirt. Instead of looking chic and earthy, I just looked sloppy. I thought I would wear it to the pool or the beach, but I just end up in athletic shorts or board shorts. So, it sits in my drawer but I can’t bear to get rid of it. I bought it in San Jose in the summer of 1996. Ah, the memories!

  556. Rifath Hoque

    August 4, 2012 at 1:33 am

    My story doesn’t really involve any designer items. I grew up wearing my cultural clothing, all through out High school. I had to wear traditional selwar kameez (indian dress suit) every single day. My sisters and I lived in a predominantly Caucasian neighborhood and school, most of our dresses were pretty mediocre. You thought High School was difficult, try being the only girls who looked like foreigners to many individuals, even though we were born and raised in the US. We just had to grow up with different traditions and culture.
    But the one day I wore a brand new pink dress which had hand sewn green thread designs on it, a very immature boy in the class said I reminded him of a watermelon.
    After High school ended I developed a more westernized style of clothing when I’m out, but I never wore that dress again. What was I thinking!

  557. Ariel.

    August 4, 2012 at 2:33 am

    My story begins with my growing fascination for double breasted garments: Blazers, Sweaters, Coats etc. (you name it.) I simply love its whole features over that of the timeless single breast and have always dreamed of owning that unique outerwear piece. Thrifting last winter, I ran into a beautifully crafted, chocolate brown, 100% genuine leather double breasted peacoat for $45! Regardless if its lining was absolutely chewed up, I quickly spent well over $250 for all the necessary repairs and I still have yet to wear it! It bothers me to this day how much effort I put into repairing, cleaning and slightly tailoring this flawless peacoat to then never show it to anyone. It’s frustrating but I think it’s an honest process any man heavily into style will eventually come to battle with. This contest was enlightening. Not to sound cliche, but now I guarantee you this is the year!!


  558. Maral Erdebilci

    August 4, 2012 at 5:01 am

    The Sailor

    I dreamt of owning a dress or a jacket with the typical sailor collar in the back. It had to be dark blue with white stripes on the collar and I would google a dress from A.P.C almost every day and I wished I could afford it. So I tried finding some kind of look-a-like or a jacket that had the collar, I told my friends about the urge I felt for it and I even tried persuading my mother into sowing a copy of the A.P.C-dress. I looked in every store, new and old but whenever you go out looking for one specific thing you end up finding everything but it!
    And then one day, there it was, the perfect knitted cardigan in blue with the sailor collar in the back. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders, I no longer needed to obsess about it, I could let it go and not think about it any more. But thinking back I believe I’ve only used the cardigan about five times! There’s nothing wrong with it really, just that I look like a five-year old in it! I’m really short and quite young and the cardigan makes me look like I should be looked after by Mary Poppins! Might not be ideal for someone in there early twenties!

  559. Stacy

    August 4, 2012 at 5:13 am

    I’ve always had lots of clothes, handed down to me by my grandmother and aunts (from their days in the 80′s) that were too beautiful to give away. So making clothes go together regardless of the era or how weird they were, came easily to me.

    But I don’t know what I was thinking, when I bought a military style hooded jacket. It had half puffed sleeves, beautiful rusted gold buttons with crosses, and was slightly flared towards the end, which really helped because I was skinny. I’d always wanted a stylized jacket like that, just as casual wear, but having got it I couldn’t wear it any where because I live in a desert, and it was made of velvet.

    I couldn’t even wear it during the winters, because the sleeves would make me look like I had padded shoulders when i wore it over my long sleeve tops. And I had pretty broad shoulders already!

    Thankfully, I was gifted a few harem pants which should go nicely, and the situation is slowly working itself out. Still not wearing it as much as I’d imagined, but I’m getting there!

  560. fuendetodos

    August 4, 2012 at 5:36 am

    I dreamed of an item from Issey Miyake for a long time, when I could actually afford one, I was persuaded by my mother to buy a skirt. A sido note: I don’t wear skirts, nor dresses, I feel like myself in tomboy, slightly on the dandy side style. I acctually had it on me one Christmas and that was it. I sold it off. I Should have bought a shirt or a scarf, they would get worn to death.

  561. Shannon M.

    August 4, 2012 at 5:51 am

    Living in Phoenix, Arizona, fashion here is jeans and a t-shirt. No one really pushes the boundaries. People give you funny looks if you wear heels during the day. However, when I was 16, I decided I needed to buy a brown Mongolian lamb fur coat after coming across a coveted photo of style icon Edie Sedgwick in a similar design. I searched and searched for one, and finally found one on eBay for $350.00. I saved up and actually made weekly payments on the coat. When it finally came in the mail, I wore it all around my room, but never outside for the public’s eyes to see. Eventually, I hung it in my closet and never wore it again…until I was 18. One December night, I opened my closet and spotted that fur coat. I pulled it out and looked at it and thought, “Today is the day I wear this coat.” I wore it to school next day. I was called , “Chewbacca,” “Ugly Brown Bear,” and more. I thought about taking it off and hiding it, but then I stopped. This coat was too good to hang in a closet. It needed to be seen whether AZ was ready for it or not. So, yes, I had a similar situation to you and your Ralph Lauren coat; however, I decided to not put it away and hide it. I accepted the challenge this coat presented and I think you should too. You never know, that RL coat could be your next favorite item if you gave it a chance. I did with my fur coat and now it is my most prized item in my closet. It even made it into my Senior photos!

    • robert

      August 5, 2012 at 3:24 pm

      Shannon, I grew up in Phoenix, Scottsdale, Paradise Valley, so let me encourage you to expand your horizons by saying there is no style, no fashion in that entire area. For the most part that goes for interior design as well but that’s another category. Keep enjoying, experimenting and setting a standard your peers haven’t the courage to do. Designer Rick Owen came from Bakersfield and L’Wren Scott, who is 6’3″ tall came from Utah; they had it far worse.
      I fled from Arizona immediately after High School to Europe “forever!” I returned stateside within 18 months becoming intern to interior designer Tony Duquette. I saw vintage Adrian couture, Chanel, new (then) Claude Montana, Melrose when it was cutting edge.
      Years from now your peers will remember real style while they’re working at Insurance Agencies or Car Dealerships and wearing Banana Republic.
      YOU GO GIRL!
      I’ve now returned to Northern Arizona and what do I want to wear so badly but I’m too short-waisted to carry off well: Vintage Navajo Concho Belts and boots! Who knew I’d ever feel this way?

  562. Aintzane

    August 4, 2012 at 6:17 am

    I was eight years old and there were two days left before “carnavales”, so my mum took me to a women’s clothes shop in the town to help her buy costumes for my older sisters. This shop was peculiar as they used to sell both new and very old stuff. It wasn’t just about buying a costume, I think that “carnaval” was the perfect excuse for my mum to go and look for something different and special hidden away in the backrooms of the shop. There she found costumes for my sisters but it was the delicate pink coat made of lace that caught her eye and she didn’t hesitate in buying it. Who knows how old it was, or who it was made by. It was too small for her but she was determined to alter it.

    Well, in the end the pink coat was never altered, and I don’t know how or why but it ended up in my wardrobe. I´m still waiting for the special day to wear it for the first time. Of course, my mum can’t wait to see me in it.

    And no, I’m not going to get rid of it…I never would, as after thirty three years I remember the moment my mum got it as if it was yesterday.


  563. Meredith

    August 4, 2012 at 6:28 am

    A few years ago I was looking through a shop and came across this absolutely amazing red velvet Karen Walker jacket. The colour and cut fit perfectly with the outlandish style I was striving for at the time as well as being the only one left and it fitting me perfectly added to my need to buy. I bought it and was so excited to own something so unique. I admit though since that day I have worn it thousands of times in my bedroom playing dress up although it has only left my house on two occasions. I think this is due to the fact being only a teenager my style is everychanging and I just grew out of what I wastrying to achieve with that jacket too uickly. So like yourself, I am getting rid of it this year!

  564. Karen Moreaux

    August 4, 2012 at 6:44 am

    I dreamt for zeven years straight about a pair of golden cowboy boots from Italian brand Janet & Janet. I bought the matching bag and dreamt about outfits where I could wear the bag and the shoes together. I always regretted not buying them the moment they were in stores. A few weeks ago, as by miracle, they ended up on ebay, new and in my size. I couldn’t help myself, so I bought them. But I now realise that my style has kind of evolved since then and they are not as versatile as I imagined them to be… Still I cannot bear the tought of getting rid of them, simply because I longed for them so long. Maybe someday the cowgirl trend will make a come-back?

  565. Marston

    August 4, 2012 at 7:01 am

    For me it is buying anything that I buy where I love one colour and think OK I’ll get it in a second colour. I always wear the first one til it falls apart, and never even put on the second one. Ok I’m exaggerating for the purposes of this competition. I may force myself to wear the second colourway, but it rarely feels right.

  566. Ryan

    August 4, 2012 at 8:56 am

    The one item I literally would have dreams about wearing was a pair of sunglasses made by Barneys New York for Lady Gaga’s Workshop. Simple graphite colour 80′s style wrap arounds with large 1 inch metal spikes protruding from the lenses. Finally my partner surprises me with them for my birthday, giddy with excitement I suddenly realize, these are not appropriate for any occasion! They sit attached to a skull in my bedroom aching to be worn, but I have no clue where to wear them. To the club? I hate those douchebags that wear sunglasses at night. To pride? Okay, I get one day to wear them, but I never the same thing twice during Pride!

  567. Theodora

    August 4, 2012 at 9:25 am

    A few years ago I bought this iconic pair of Balenciaga motorcycle shoes ( but it is impossible to wear them as the pain is excruciating. I feel like walking on sharp swords hard enough to make me bleed. I love them but I am in tears every time I put them on and it’s only for a couple of minutes.

  568. Anja

    August 4, 2012 at 9:34 am

    So here is my story. It’s about a vintage denim jacket from 80′s, which i got it from my relatives. It has 3/4 sleeves and interesting comic print on the back. When i tried it on, it has always suited really great to the other clothes and i found it so beautiful. But when it comes to the moment to wear it, I have never found a courage and always found a reason not to wear it. So it’ is still hanging in my closet. But anyway I’m not giving it away, maybe it’s time just haven’t come yet.

  569. Paula

    August 4, 2012 at 9:35 am

    Don’t throw out “the jacket”. By throwing it out, you have thrown away part of your dream, something you always wanted, you attained and then….were to scared to reach out and touch it. Put it on one fabulous fall day and bring back all of the thoughts and memories and how you thought you would feel once you got it.

    For me, it was a pair of Ruby Slippers….yes, the one’s of Dorothy/Judy Garland fame. Ahhh, to put those shoes on I felt would transport me into another world, one of beauty, one of acceptance and one of love. I loved those shoes so much that I thought of ways to save all of my money as a child, to buy them one day. I knew they would never be destorye

  570. Azur

    August 4, 2012 at 9:57 am

    I got an old leather racing jacket from a friend who I helped work on his Alfa Romeo. It was absolutely fantastic with several patches from events he had participated in. I just wish I had the courage to wear it, without feeling like I am stomping all over a legacy.

  571. Pat

    August 4, 2012 at 10:22 am

    When I was a child for a short period of time I attended school in Germany where I wore dirndls daily. I loved them because I felt like I was stepping out of a Grimm’s fairytale. Several years ago I found an authentic one at a thrift store and feel head over heals. I planned on wearing it to a friends opening and actually had my mom do a little reconstruction but lost my nerve at the last minute. It still hangs in my closet and I am afraid I will never wear it nor will I ever get rid of it. It is too well made.

  572. Lisa

    August 4, 2012 at 10:35 am

    I saw this spotted feathered hat at a vintage store that I just couldn’t stop thinking about. I eventually went in and bought it with out placing it on my head first. Let’s just say when I did finally place it atop my noggin it blended with my hair in away that made it look like roadkill was on my head. I’d leave the hat out in my room, and everyone who’d come over would make comments about why I had a dead animal lying around and then try it on. I’ve come to the realization that I’ll never wear it outside, but it just makes me smile looking at it.

  573. Nicole

    August 4, 2012 at 11:27 am

    In 1990 I was the assistant manager of the shoe department in Gantos, which was a small chain of womens’ clothing stores here in the Midwest ( Michigan & Illinois only, I think). We carried footwear brands such as Allure, Sesto Meucci, Ralph Lauren, and Proxy. I had put “on layaway” a pair of purple leather Proxy pumps with a 3″ heel that had caterpillar-like ridges on the heels only. I was 19 & these were my first serious high-heeled shoes. I wore them only a few times, as I did not purchase the matching purse & felt like without it any ensemble would have been an utter failure! I wish I had at least had the foresight to take a photo of them; I’m sure they were lost in the purge following my first marriage. I would just love to see them again, now that I have comfortably been donning unmatching shoes & purses for decades!

  574. Michelle

    August 4, 2012 at 11:37 am

    Many of my mum’s old clothes!!!
    My mum is a designer and has a great sense of style so every now and then I find some ‘hidden treasures’ with her old clothes… many of them stay agesss on my closet before I figure the way to wear them (long shirts, shirts with exotic prints, a midi skirt). Usually I don’t give up and sooner or later I find a way of wearing. But there is this big white shirt with an original black pattern I’ve been working on for like 4 years and haven’t found a way around yet!!!!

  575. Ian

    August 4, 2012 at 11:47 am

    Burberry Prorsum leather trousers, last year.
    Beautiful, but I am a 45 year old straight man, for goodness sake. Forty. Five.
    …still mood boarding a way to get away with them.

  576. kate

    August 4, 2012 at 12:23 pm

    when I graduated college, I decided it would be time to invest in something other than shoes, so I bought myself a slinky Herve Leger colorblock bandage dress- i wore it once, that following New Year’s eve, and the photos are absolutely absurd. I should probably mention that I’m pretty much a tom boy who lives in flannel and has no idea what to do with her hair, but I went all out that year, and to this day, whenever I see photos of me all done up, I cringe. That dress has yet to make another appearance. Best (worst?) 1500 I ever spent.

    feel free to ask for pics- they really are beyond bad

  577. Sebastian James

    August 4, 2012 at 2:10 pm

    When I was a boy, probably 14 or 15, There was a yellow dress shirt that I had to have. My Mom, god bless her, told me that I wouldn’t look good in it. Clearly I thought she didn’t know anything, as teens do with their parents. But she bought it for me anyway. This was before the heady days of designer-mania, and for all I know the shirt was made by a bunch of nice people in a plant south of the Mason-Dixon Line.

    Anyway, there was an event where a girl I was sweet on was supposed to attend. I was steeled to wear the shirt. Mom advised against it. I was undaunted.

    While getting ready, I put it on. I’m recalling this story from decades ago, but to this day I remember how awfully YELLOW it was against my African-American skin. Mom came in the room to see me in it, and must have seen the horror on my face. I had talked my way into a hole, my clothing selection was locked. She wasn’t going to let me change. I was. literally scared to be seen in this garment I now understood to be a clown shirt.

    I sheepishly wore my sartorial failure to the event. Lesson learned. Listen to Mom, and remember that just beause they make it doesn’t mean it will look good on you.

  578. Annie

    August 4, 2012 at 3:15 pm

    Lighten your load! Get rid of anything that makes you feel self conscious! It feels really good to purge a closet and put the past decisions behind. It did for me.

    When I first moved somewhere with cold-ish weather, I dreamed about a pair of near-knee high boots – black leather with buckles and heels for sooooo long. They were gorgeous and quite dear. I tried them on several times . . . and kept dreaming about owning them. One day, my then boyfriend went to the store with me so I could indulge my obsession with trying on the boots, and then suddenly, despite my attempted protest, he handed money to the clerk and said he was buying one boot and should treat myself to the other, and so, I acquiesced and paid the other half. What was I thinking?!? Then, I wore them a few times but felt way too self conscious in them. I love flats, oxfords, brogues, and heels only on special occasions and not too high at that. They were not my style, but I didn’t realize that in time. Eventually, when moving apartments, I told my mom the story of how I came to own such sexed-up boots and that they were too expensive and too close to a gift to throw away, so I keep them and don’t wear them. She encouraged me to get them out of my life, regardless of cost. A consignment store took them and several months later after I was sure they had been donated to charity, someone from the consignment store mailed me a check, for more than hoped for.

  579. Kowa

    August 4, 2012 at 5:00 pm

    When I was in 5th grade in the early 90′s I begged my mom to get me a pair of sparkly blue Sketcher platform sneakers. I have no idea what attracted me to the shoe, because they were really quite awful! However, my mom acquiesced and bought the shoes, and I happily returned home with a purchase that hardly even left the box. I tried them on once or twice in the privacy of my own room, and eventually stuffed them in the back of a seldom used closet. Years later, I had completely forgot about the existence of these shoes until one day my dad stumbled upon them while cleaning out the closet. We all had a great laugh over how ridiculous they looked!

  580. Ivana Jindrackova

    August 4, 2012 at 5:19 pm

    When I was a small girl I dreamed of wearing my moms black lace summer dress. She looked so stunning and everybody was looking at her like she was the only woman in the streets. When I grew up it was already outworn and I couldn’t wear it at all.

  581. Malgorzata

    August 4, 2012 at 7:41 pm

    Well, I always dreamed of sexi strapless litlle black dress, the dress that would change me into sexi, confident and incredibly irressistable woman. When finaly after many years of searching I found one from versace, well it was so incredibly expensive that I couldn’t bought it. So I waited for sale and praid nobody bought it before me. In the meantime I was saving money. Happily nobody did. When I finally bought it I was incrediblly happy and felt like never before. And that exactly was a problem. No matter how good I looked in it I couldn’t feel like myself and I try everything: heels, flats, hair up and down, wearing it with cardigans and jacket, or with tights on autumn, nothing works. And it lasts for a few years now but this summer I decided it want ever work, so I have to say goodbye to this dress. I’m done. But I’ve learned one thing, no matter how good I look in something or how much i like it, if I don’t fell comfortable in it or don’t feel like myself, I never will…

  582. David

    August 4, 2012 at 8:05 pm

    About 5 years ago I bought a pair of Paul Smith cream colored low rise pants with the most wonderful soft colored embroidery all over them. They have a very sexy fit and I dreamed of wearing them with a semi sheer button front shirt opened half way down. Every time I put them on I REALLY do say to myself “what was I thinking”!

  583. Christy

    August 4, 2012 at 9:05 pm

    I have this turquoise scallop jacket, slightly cropped that caught my eye when I was on the hunt on a local online store. It’s bright rich color caught my attention and it’s prominent scallop edges at the side of the jacket was too adorable to be missed. It looks really vintage, like something my mum would have worn in her younger days. The jacket has these 80′s liked but slightly toned down sleeves, fabric buttons(very 80′s), and of a 80′s jacket fabric, it was all so retro. I intended to wear it with a pair of skinny jeans in dark denim wash and a cool relax white t-shirt, maybe with a pair of summer weave flats, the vintage kind, hoping to exude relax day off style. Oh and also with a small leather satchel bag I always borrowed from my sis which now somehow became mine(yea!). But I never dare to wear it out, it’s too attention grabbing and I am just afraid people might think I’m nuts. Probably they might be thinking, “what am I thinking?”, “did I walk out of a 80′s sitcom?”, while I am feeling good about how chic I look. With the weather here, the more people will think I really wasn’t in the right mind, I do get that a lot.
    I might be braver to try and wear this jacket if I lived somewhere cooler, literally and not so literally.

  584. hayley

    August 4, 2012 at 10:10 pm

    I bought a sparkly Betsy Johnson dress my sophomore year of high school thinking i would wear it to prom or winter formal or some high school event… well i ended up never getting asked to any dance so now, as a sophomore in college, i still have never worn it… oh well its just fun to see such a beautiful dress in my closet

  585. Kim

    August 4, 2012 at 10:13 pm

    About 14 years ago I bought a Kenneth Cole brown leather purse for $200 that I thought I needed. I don’t know what I was thinking, I wasn’t “rich”, I am not into purse status, larger purses or really into purses at all. My current favorite daily go to is my basket from Whole Foods. I soon gave it to a friend at the time when I was moving. I haven’t forgotten about that purse, for it serves as a reminder never to waste money like that again.

  586. Josie McNaught

    August 4, 2012 at 10:33 pm

    I grew up in New Zealand in the 60s/70s and overseas fashion used to take a long time to reach us. But when I was about five I desperately wanted a particular outfit that I’d seen in one of my mother’s overseas fashion mags: bright orange hotpants with matching waistcoat, a white skinny-rib polo neck and white boots. Buying something like this in NZ back then would have been almost impossible because imports were so regulated and the local fashion scene was very traditional. But I thought that when I grew up to be a lady I would somehow get to wear this outfit. I used to draw myself all grown up and resplendent in glowing orange. Then I did grow up and it was the 1980s and you realise fashion changes just like we do! Then a couple of days ago my daughter, Zoe (14) and I were in a vintage shop here in Auckland and there were a pair of polyester orange hot pants (well shorts I guess they are these days.) She knows about my hotpant thing and grabbed them off the rack. “Hey mum, you should get these – aren’t they like those hot pant thingies you always dreamed about?” They sure were, but now that I’m 47, they just look hideous and dated and you couldn’t pay me to go there. Thank goodness fashion is always moving forward – even if we give a nod to the past sometimes too.

    p.s. I might go back and buy the ‘pants’ for Zoe though!

  587. ErikaC

    August 4, 2012 at 10:36 pm

    For me, it has to be my pair of black and white wingtip Doc Martins from the 7th grade. I saw some of the cool kids a grade above me dancing around the lunch room with these awesome shoes. I think it was the very first time I was inspired by a pair of shoes/piece of clothing. I just had to have them. Funny thing was, they weren’t at the two malls I usually shopped at near my house. I couldn’t find them anywhere! Every time I went to the mall, I hoped that those shoes would have magically appeared in one of the stores (this was pre-internet shopping, of course). One afternoon, my aunt called and told my mom that she had spotted the shoes at the mall closest to her. We jumped up and drove over there immediately and I finally had my dream shoes. They came with a shocking sticker price- $140, which is a ridiculous amount of money for a pair of shoes to a midwestern tween and her parents. My parents bought them anyway, but not without my mom saying, with some scorn, “You’ll be wearing those shoes to college!” And you know what, I did! And I’ve carried them with me through graduate school and beyond. I still have these shoes in my closet. But now, instead of feeling like a cool kid wearing them, I feel like PeeWee dancing on the table to Tutti Fruitti!

  588. kim

    August 4, 2012 at 11:57 pm

    My first prada shoes. I bought these patent leather black mary jane hills from saks fifth sale rack. I just had my second baby. I have two boys and they are 18 months apart. I knew those prada were not going to be my every day shoes but I thought I could wear with everything. I was buying a fresh breeze of freedom, confidence,and celebration of my life as a wife and a mother. But most of all I want it to show I am still part of the real adult world. Well its been 17 years and I have not wear them once. They are still under my bed somewhere

  589. Cal

    August 5, 2012 at 12:37 am

    For me it was a silk and lace high neck Victorian-inspired blouse. I kept it for for almost ten years, never wore it, it moved with me several times, cross country and across the Atlantic. Once I tried to sell it on Ebay, but did not work. After dragging it with me to live in three different countries I finally took it to be consigned in Seattle, where I was told it was reminiscent of the Seinfeld ruffled shirt.
    I ended up not knowing what happened to it at the end. I still hope that it found a good owner who enjoyed it, rather than more scorn.

  590. mara di campli

    August 5, 2012 at 2:33 am

    A beautiful silk pant bye Dries Van Noten, I saw it in a Shop in Livorno, they were really expensive but…it was love at first sight, so after a month I bought it and when I wear it ..I am like in a light dimension, beautiful but ,it is not mine, anyway I love to see them in my closet since 5 years.

  591. Petra

    August 5, 2012 at 4:22 am

    Three years ago I bought a really cool colorful straw hat from Prada. It has quite an unusual shape. I love it. It is sitting on my shelf where I can see it everyday and….. I am determind to wear it one day!

    • Kim

      August 5, 2012 at 11:00 am

      You will. I just bought another felt hat influenced by my current safari obsession and I am also determined to wearing after the temperature dips.

      Here is to hats!

  592. Syazil Rahim

    August 5, 2012 at 4:53 am

    My brother bought a DKNY shirt for me,he bought it as a Hari Raya present. He bought it for the last 2 years I guess and that shirt is still inside my closet. The reason I’m not wearing that shirt because I feel afraid to wear it. It’s not because of the colour, black has always been my passion and I’m not sure whether the shirt is still fit on me, I hope it is.

  593. Bex

    August 5, 2012 at 5:48 am

    Dear Sartorialist,
    I used to be the worst person for impulse buying, I would buy things going “this is beautiful!” bring it home and realize it goes with nothing in my closet! That one item I dreamed about, happened about 4 years ago at a fringe festival. I found this hippie dress, with loose sleeves, that I dreamed of dancing in at a folk festival with cowboy boots on and flowers in my hair and letting the sleeves be carried by the wind…well where do I start? I am not a hippie; I haven’t been to any music festivals that I could have worn it too, the dress isn’t very flattering, and the worst part of it all? Instead of choosing it in a classic colour (like white or black), I chose the vivid puke green with a brown print, which is not very subtle, and made my skin look a bit sickly when I tried it on. That dress has safely passed on. Except for the string-tie for the waist, which I wear as a headband when I’m feeling like indulging in my hippie fantasy and I can pretend I’m wearing the dress and letting the sleeves dance in the wind.

  594. Ashleigh

    August 5, 2012 at 6:37 am

    I like to think of my style as experimental. This being the case, I have more than one example to offer here but for me it has to be a beautiful pair of Topshop (Jeffrey Campbell-esque) platform boots.

    I’m 5f8.5″, the same height as my boyfriend and taller than most of my friends in flats.

    So imagine their fright, when I don a pair of platform boots.

    Occasionally I’ll totter around my bedroom with them on but for now, that is as far as they go.

    Do not be mistaken, I would never have returned the boots. They are far too precious. Clearly I am just a slave to beautiful shoes.

  595. Name*

    August 5, 2012 at 7:55 am

    My ‘estranged dream item’ is a pair of black can-can-esque lace-up boots which I saw at fifteen shortly after falling in love with Baz Luhrmann’s Moulin Rouge. Buying them, a far too expensive investment for my pocket money I told myself that I’d grow into them but so many years later I still try them on at least once a year and find myself not quite able to wear them with the right attitude. Maybe they just need another ten years waiting?

  596. Anita

    August 5, 2012 at 9:56 am

    I once bought a pare of blue shoes because I loved them but couldn’t ever find the perfect item to wear with them.

    And for my hubby, a pair of suspenders but we never found the right pants.

  597. Joel M

    August 5, 2012 at 10:16 am

    A cream-colored slimming sportscoat. I’m a pastor, and I expected to wear it to semiformal summer occasions and gatherings. At the time, I was about to move to the desert climate of Arizona, so I figured it would work great.

    Sportscoats + Summer heat of 110 degrees = Misery. No one in their right mind wears coats in the Arizona summer. Or has outdoor social events.

    It’s a charming coat that continues to keep my closet stylish.

  598. Garrett

    August 5, 2012 at 10:33 am

    I live in Florida, but I have a serious coat fetish. I don’t get a whole lot of mileage out of the brown corduroy J. Crew sport coat I bought a few years ago. Shocker.

  599. heather

    August 5, 2012 at 10:51 am

    Black Chanel 2001 fold over boots. I think they were called double boots. so perfect and all too expensive for a 20 year old architecture student.

  600. BethS

    August 5, 2012 at 11:01 am

    What a wonderful conversation you started, Scott! Whenever my closet makes me sad, I’m going to read a few lines from these threads and feel better!

  601. cecile

    August 5, 2012 at 12:14 pm

    For me, it was a black chiffon full length skirt from American Apparel that I wanted to wear with a black & white striped top from Georges Reich… Unfortunately, this sort of skirt is pretty on others but looks awful on me, i’m just too small for that! And people in France (especially where i live) are not used to this type of clothes, they’re just too narrow-minded (they should take a look at “the sartorialist” more often to see what real fashion is haha!)… As a result, it cost me a lot and i could never wear this fabulous skirt which is still hanging in my closet, desperately alone. :(

  602. jodi

    August 5, 2012 at 12:28 pm

    After years of lusting after one, I finally bought myself a gorgeous, big, soft leather tote bag. It’s exactly what I’d hoped for – perfect color & size, classic style that will look great for years. The only problem? I’m afraid to use it! I live in a rainy place, and this leather bag is truly impractical. It hangs in my closet in all its perfection, unused. I will not part with it though, so one day I hope I will get past my hang-up and enjoy my beautiful bag.

  603. Abby

    August 5, 2012 at 1:11 pm

    Oh goodness, where to even begin? I have had more missteps on the road to discovering what works for my body and taste than I care to admit, or can even recall. From a very young age I would find myself longing for a particular item, even though it had absolutely no business being in my wardrobe. (Long blonde wig anyone? How about a white patent leather go-go boots?) I have tried on so many clothes and personas! But at the ripe age of 36 I have finally narrowed it down – or so I thought. Just a few weeks ago, I bought a dress of off eBay – bright pink with a smattering of large flowers – that had been on my watch list for a while. I thought it would be a great throw-it-on-and-go summer staple. I don’t know what it was about the color that attracted me – I KNOW that bright pink (with bluish undertones) does not look good on me. And I neglected to ask for measurements. It arrived and it was huge, even though the tag says XS. (I know better – being super petite has taught me that) So, it hung on my valet for week or two because I thought I might alter it. After some attempts at pinning I realized it was no-go so off to the consignment shop it went. Oh well. I am still learning, I guess. The good news is that the ax falls a lot faster in my closet than it used to…

  604. Mark W.

    August 5, 2012 at 1:23 pm

    Scott, you are thinking too hard…time to wear the jacket with everything to can get away with and that will help you develop a respect for its style limits. The biggest limit is how you see it on you in your mind, of course. Don’t get rid of the jacket–wear the hell out of it.

  605. Mark W.

    August 5, 2012 at 1:31 pm

    I was the “wear the hell out of it” guy…my clothing “doppleganger” that I have in my possession is two items–a fine black snap fedora with a beautiful satin ribbon and a velvet collar topcoat (ink blue, almost black) cut perfectly slim and long, single-breasted with high armholes (hidden placket). I bought them both with the intention of wearing them with my tuxedo–but since I don’t wear my tux anymore, they both seem a bit too formal to wear with much else. I contemplated getting rid of both, but then again, they might spiff up a pair of dark jeans, crisp shirt and chelsea boots if worn carefully to a special dinner.

  606. sunitha

    August 5, 2012 at 1:36 pm

    These stories have given me hope that I am truly not alone!

    It was 1992 and we were in a store and I begged my mother to buy me a $50 (at that time expensive) suit. It was white with brown tassels. The top was a bra crop top with this fitted skirt and matching bolero. I don’t know which part of my indian bollywood belly didn’t remind me that my midrif was NOT my best feature. Regardless, it had tassels and every time I wore it around the house, I felt like a country rock star. Pity I was neither. Regardless to say, it hung in my wardrobe for the next 7 years……..before I realised white and tassels should never ever ever be on my body.

  607. sunitha

    August 5, 2012 at 1:44 pm

    It was 1992 and I had convinced my mother to buy me a suit for $50 ( expensive at the time). It was white bra top, white fitted skirt and a matching bolero. White with tassels. I don’t know which part of my bollywood belly agreed to this but regardless I felt like a country rock star everytime I squeezed myself into it. Pity I was neither and it was a long 7 years before I realised white with tassels should never, ever ever be on my body and finally threw it out.

    It was my first of many fashion mistakes and finally I have learnt my lesson…….i think.

  608. Nelly

    August 5, 2012 at 2:00 pm

    I coveted michael kors sandals for about a year i finally caved and ordered online, when they finally arrived i loved how chic they were and the color but i just couldnt walk in them without wobbling and i was someone who lived in high heels but these ones just didnt suit my feet , they are still sitting in my closet as a piece of art but i will present them to someone my size soon….:))

  609. Kelly Roberts

    August 5, 2012 at 2:32 pm

    Back in high school, everyone was wearing these hideous puffy vests, but I just HAD to have one. I finally got a brown tweed puffy vest and never actually wore it because it was extremely unflattering. So now it’s just been sitting in a box in my basement for years because I don’t know what to do with it.

  610. Rick

    August 5, 2012 at 2:52 pm

    I live in one of the largest Southern cities, and I once saw a pair of Yellow silk slacks that I thought would expand both my casual and business wear. Unfortunelately, the silk drape wouldn’t hold a crease very long and the slacks were too casual looking for the business casual events I often went to. They also picked up any dirt or dust and dry cleaning was the only option. The cleaners finally lost them, but I only wore them a couple of times in the year that I had them. One of these days, I will find a pair of Yellow slacks that work, just not in silk!

  611. Name*

    August 5, 2012 at 3:04 pm

    I live in a semi-rural town outside of Chicago where the general attitude towards fashion is that if it’s made of fabric and covers the body it’s good enough to be seen in. This is obviously not my own rule of thumb, which, on most days, prompts people to ask me why I’m “so dressed up.” (The definition for being “so dressed up” merely requires you to match, be wearing some make-up, and have brushed your hair). So here I am in hoboken Indiana, and I decide, I NEED this hot pink knee length (formal) BCBG dress, complete with a giant hot pink sash, which nicely ties in to a bow. I am 5’3. With red hair. Hot pink + red hair does not equal beautiful. Giant hot pink dresses with giant hot pink bows also are not easily wearable when I’m more likely to find myself at an Olive Garden than a Michelin starred restaurant. Needless to say, this dress has been hanging in my closet for the past 5 years, without ever having been worn, and I just don’t have the heart to donate a three hundred something dollar dress. I just keep telling myself…one day…but that day never comes.

  612. robert

    August 5, 2012 at 3:55 pm

    I have several ‘What if’s’ Scott and several “don’t you dare” situations. I left Beverly Hills over five years ago, having lived there off and on for decades. There was time spent in Manhattan, Paris & Amsterdam. I grew up in Arizona and I’m now a ‘country boy’ up in the mountains. In the closet remains all the Gucci, Prada, St. Laurent and other items with accessories. I treasure my last remaining pair of Jil Sander boots for example.
    But I clearly don’t trust a local, small town dry cleaner or shoe repair people; I can’t. So they’re never worn unless I travel and living in the country I usually dress like a country boy anyway, or cycling and gym clothing.
    My father recently de-accessioned several sweaters, most hand knits purchased in Northern Italy in the sixties. Scott, I nabbed those pretty quickly before he sent them to the Goodwill. Further, in the winter I’ll find one or two opportunities to wear various jackets including a beloved shearling flight jacket from Barney’s.
    So, I’ll wear this jacket along with perhaps one of these sweaters and this huge, thick hand-crocheted scarf I found at the Goodwill for $1.
    Scott, I get more compliments on that scarf & those sweaters but little or none about Ms. Sander’s wonderful boots nor the various jackets bought in Paris or Beverly Hills. And I love it.
    Now —- what I REALLY want is a GOOD 1920′s Navajo concho belt and tailored, fitted Levi’s fitted denim shirts with pearl snap buttons and sawtooth pockets such as Paul Newman wore in Hud or Steve McQueen would wear at the Trancas Market in Malibu when I was a teenager!

  613. Grace O'Malley

    August 5, 2012 at 4:00 pm

    When I was much younger, I always dreamed of wearing one of those trashy, white, puckery-cotton tube tops. Instead of having ginormous tatas, I wanted to have little tiny bee-sting ones and I wanted to wear my tube top with a pair of hip-huggers from Captain Threads.

    As for your lovely coat, it would look so well on my Irish husband…

    and he would appreciate it more than me in a tube top, ha ha.

  614. arlette

    August 5, 2012 at 4:15 pm

    3 years ago, during the preparation for our wedding, i was dreaming of a vintage beige lace dress which i might become a darling princess in my wedding with a twist of historic background. Then i actually found one, in a vintage boutique in East Berlin. It must have belonged to a very petite German lady who has similar size to my Asian slender body. It is romantically lovely, trying it on made me feel like a young sweet princess on a visit to the countryside. Yet the cut, the form and the length are much less formal than our wedding atmosphere. But i still decided to buy it. And it ended up just as an alternative costume of our photo-shooting, for one or two photos.

    Every year later, when it was near our marriage anniversary, i promised to myself that i would wear this dress again, with a simple white sandals and celebrate with my honey in the woods or at the beach. Yet i never did. Because we warmed up our love in the city for a few-hour dinner, or we were in hurry to the flight to the island and forgot the dress, or like last year, he gave me a white Jil Sander dress to wear at our anniversary. I don’t know what will come to our next time, and if i would be able to make my dream of this lovely lace dress come true? But every time i see it in the closet, i whisper ‘Dearest, i don’t know why i brought you home when i had known that you may not match the others’ expectations. Whatsoever, you are still one of my sweetest dreams.’

  615. Florence M

    August 5, 2012 at 5:22 pm

    This sport coat just looks great and absolutely warm & confortable! Now you shared the story with us, I’m pretty sure that you’ll change your mind very soon!

    As the 687 who commented on your post, I have also my own story …

    I’ve always been found of Sophia Coppola: her movies were fascinating me and her look so discrete and smart remains a reference to me.
    When I heard she was designing for Louis Vuitton I was looking for any piece of information I could find on the web about this collaboration.
    The SC bag was ( and is) all I can expect from a bag, but, I was soon disappointed about its price I couldn’t afford.
    Though I didn’t gave up, worked extra hours ( week-ends in fact) to offer me the monogram version of the SC bag. And it remains in my cupboard since I bough it. Several years.
    Why??? Because the leathers parts are too new and didn’t turned yet into the golden brown color of a used LV bag! The bag looks too new, too ‘bling’.
    That is strange is that I though of it during my vacations. I travelled a lot and though I missed it… Let’s see what i’ll do this automn …

    PS: anyway, I’ll NEVER through it away … a bag is like a Jewel that we pass to our daughter. Mine, Manon, is 8, and already had a crush on it !!!

  616. R.B

    August 5, 2012 at 5:31 pm

    I have an Oleg Cassini blazer thatsI believe your jacket was based off, so I know what you mean about the jacket being hard to wear.

    My own “what was I thinking?” item,is a pair of vintage white pants with very odd pockets on them that make them look like part of a 1970′s space suit. I have never worn them, but am unable to toss them out.

  617. Matthew

    August 5, 2012 at 5:36 pm

    I’ve always wanted to dress up like Thomas, the character of Michelangelo Antonioni movie “Blowup” . There is one problem though, because I’ve never manage to wear white trousers. However I still think that David Hummings looks in this move is stunning. White narrow trousers, baby-blue tiny checked, long sleeve shirt and navy suede jacket.

  618. Anders Delbom

    August 5, 2012 at 5:49 pm

    This spring a friend of mine, “Effie” made me a nice 1940s sports jacket. As she is learning to make clothes, she could not let go of the jacket until the end of scool. By the time this (wool) jacket got into my hands the spring had become summer.

    So I have spent the whole summer longing for cold weather. I will welcome fall as an old friend!

    /Anders Delbom

  619. A

    August 5, 2012 at 5:50 pm

    The unworn item that haunts my closet is, incredibly, black leather shorts. I bought a pair of Gap bootcut leather pants a few years ago at Goodwill and cut the legs off to use for other projects, including a simple zippered clutch I carry everywhere (because, God willing, bootcut leather pants are not coming back). Dozens of edgy-but-classy, leggy girls parade across style blogs like yours in leather shorts that seem effortless; with T-shirts and pearls, with sweaters, with boho blouses and gladiators or vests and short boots and Ray Bans… and yet I can’t do it. I put them on twice a month and take them right off again, even though they fit fine. I’m terrified someone in the street will stop and point at me and cry, “Fraud! Pretender! You’re not cool enough to wear those!” Sigh.

  620. Kelsey Coppetti

    August 5, 2012 at 5:55 pm

    Reading your blog, where most of your posts are from out of the States (I live in San Francisco) always reminds me of the large gap of fashion that lies between Europe and the Americas and how long the states takes to “catch-up”, if they ever do, with the fashions across the sea. When I travel across the Pacific I’m always absolutely captured by the confidence and ease that the women pursue in their attire. My last trip to Spain and France, about two years ago, I was so incredibly interested in the harem, a style I had yet to see on my side of the world. So I figured, “how cool would it be to bring these back with me”, a thought that definitely sounded better in theory. I walked into Topshop and probably bought about three pairs of harems all of which became a daily wardrobe staple for the remaining time of my trip. Needless to say, when I got back, they remained in my closet more than they’ve seen the light of day: I’ve probably worn them all of two times since then. Living in a small town before recently moving out to the city definitely struck that self confidence – a saggy crotch trouser among tight fitted jeans surely requires a lot of gumption. Until I find that or move across the Pacific, I’ll be sticking to what I know best.

  621. Mary

    August 5, 2012 at 6:31 pm

    A zebra print dress. I love them, but as my husband told me about my recent purchase, “It is fine; I just wouldn’t want to bee see with you on date night.” I know ladies who can pull of an animal print beautifully. I’m just more of a seersucker girl. Can’t wait for the new book!

  622. Kevin

    August 5, 2012 at 6:53 pm

    I actually have a few of these…

    I have a burberry mac in navy blue. When I tried on in the shop it was classical, navy blue and in season, i envisaged various ways I could wear it. The bag stayed in my wardrobe due to the mild weather, but when the chance came I whipped it out ready to be worn in the blustery, showery uk weather. To my horror when I looked in the mirror I looked like a complete prat! It wasn’t me, the person looking back wasn’t me! I’ve tried to make it work over the past few years but to no success so I’m giving it away. There are a few of my purchases that have been driven by adrenaline and blurred vision… or dare I say occasional bad judgement.

  623. Catherine S.

    August 5, 2012 at 7:00 pm

    What was I thinking when I bought a Burberry signature plaid poncho in cashmere??? It was oh-so-soft, it was chic … but I felt like a dunce when I wore it. So, sold in a consignment and splurged on a perfect black Loro Piana shawl which I declare will be my burial shroud!

  624. Vanessa P. Grannis

    August 5, 2012 at 7:09 pm

    I tried on this insanely gorgeous Grecian-style/ultra-Bohemian dress at a boutique years ago and had to have it. The way it moved and flowed across the floor… the looks I got in the store… I was SOLD! I thought…this is the ultimate beach-chic soiree dress!!

    So, three years later…I have yet to wear this pretty confection out, BUT I can’t bring myself to pitch it either! As a budding stylist, I’m holding on to it because it’s too lovely not to have in my collection…OH! The Humanity! LoL!

    Thanks for the opportunity.

  625. Lindsey

    August 5, 2012 at 7:25 pm

    These 7 for all mankin skinny jeans I bought 2 years ago. I just hate the size of my calves and I have just not been confident enough to wear them. Can’t wait for the book

  626. Alexey

    August 5, 2012 at 7:37 pm

    Orange. Hermes. Pants. Even with price tag, 5 or 6 years. I’m still looking at them, but not to wear. Maybe next year?!

  627. Sarita A. R.

    August 5, 2012 at 8:09 pm

    I have a black and red dress that my my mother bought for me at the Salvation Army. She bought it when I was in 4th grade. I remember loving to thrift store shop with my mom. I still do. But at nine, I was quite the tomboy, so this was the only shopping my mom could drag me to do. I hated dresses. Mom would never have bought me a full priced dress because I would’ve never worn it. I was very shy and hated the thought of anyone seeing me in a dress. I was embarassed to ask my mother to even buy it. I’m sure the dress was too big, but I liked it on because secretly I liked feeling like a girl. It obviously was too big because it fits me perfectly now. It’s short and stretchy with red flowers. It’s really quite the dress. But even after all this time, I still have yet to wear it. I try it on about once a year, and I always find an excuse not to wear it. But this post has made me want to find anyway I can to incorporate it into an outfit. I don’t have the nerve to get rid of my first sexy dress.

  628. Fernanda

    August 5, 2012 at 8:44 pm

    Heels in general, I always buy them and never wear. I walk around way too much, and as I am leaving the house I always think about the flat shoes for my everyday life.

    • Kat

      August 5, 2012 at 10:22 pm

      agreed! I love wearing my sneakers. Heals make your legs look great, gives you confidence, and makes our outfit, but flats and sneakers are so much more comfy! Plus, they don’t hurt your back ;). Everytime I go out I have to convince myself to wear the heals. Usually looking in the mirror helps!

  629. DJ

    August 5, 2012 at 8:55 pm

    Representing the Pocahontas stage of my late teens, the rich, ochre-brown suede mini with a four-inch fringe around the hem has kept a silent vigil in my closet for 24 years!

  630. Shoshana

    August 5, 2012 at 9:12 pm

    My ultimate regretful-but-loved-to-high-heaven purchase is this beautiful cotton and lace sequined blazer I bought in Seattle at a beachside vintage store. Just describing it sounds ridiculous but the second I put it on, I had flashes of a million situations I would wear it: with jeans cut-offs and a tight white tee to an outdoor concert, in the winter with dark jeans and boots to put some spice in the season, over a super-short dress when I go out to the drag bar… I was completely in love. Now after two whole summers, many dance parties and concerts later, I have only wore it once apart from when I bought it and wore it out of the store (pictured here… isn’t it such a cute shop? I blame the ambiance for my rash decision. That dog was a vicious salesperson.)

    I might just get it framed in a shadow box, hang it in my living room, and call it a wonderful day.

  631. Zyx

    August 5, 2012 at 10:20 pm

    For me the clothing item was black leather pants. I worked in a leather clothing shop in Chicago in 1969, and was totally nuts about Jim Morrison (I saw the Doors in concert 4 or 5 times), and thought that these black leather pants that a rich woman had ordered but never picked up, which the store owners cut to fit me perfectly and gave me for cheap, would make me feel as cool as a rock star. I wore them once — hot and sweaty, and this was Chicago in the winter — and felt pretentious and just too shiny. I gave them to a friend who liked being stared at and she couldn’t believe her luck in getting them for free. And then she couldn’t wear them either.

  632. Joanna Dodds

    August 5, 2012 at 10:32 pm

    20 years ago I hunted down a bootmaker in Bangkok and ordered a pair of bright blue suede cowgirl boots with sharp toes, fancy stitching and solid cuban heels. The dude measured my feet and said come back in a week. A week later I had forgotton the exact location and spent 2 steamy hours on crowded public buses searching across the fumy, traffic-choked city until I finally found him – about to close shop! I dragged my ‘kill’ triumphantly back to Australia… and stuffed them in the back of a cupboard for 15 years before selling them on at a car boot sale…

  633. Jenn Falconer

    August 5, 2012 at 10:34 pm

    An Ashley Fogel, coral Italian linen-cotton lined, princess/A line sleeveless dress. Knotted under the bust with deep below the hip pockets that follow the line of the V-shaped centre piece of fabric. It was always going to have to be worn on one of those ‘I’m feeling like a winner’ days. One such day presented itself while on holiday in Noumea, and it looked very pretty but there were problems – it needed more bosom, yet was most comfortable without a bra. I still love it and can see now that it didn’t really matter as long as I felt OK – in the meantime age and wretched mid-section growth has overtaken the possibility to wear it again.

  634. Chelsea Helfenstein

    August 6, 2012 at 12:33 am

    When I was a little girl I DREAMED of owning a pair of those red cowboy boots that have the little fringe flap on the toe. The ones that lace up. I wanted so badly to wear them with my skirts and tanks in the summer. And with my boot cuts and button ups in the fall. I never got them on account of my being poor folk. :). But I still dream of them to this day. Maybe one day I’ll buy them for reminiscence sake!

  635. Dayna

    August 6, 2012 at 12:45 am

    Yep, like other people above, I dreamed of having a silver vintage mink stole. And then I finally got it, and although I’ve worn it a couple of times in my house, I have never once worn it out! It is always too cold or too hot to wear it! and though I’m appalled to write this, sometimes is just too glamourous to wear it with the people I’m with, so I chicken out. And on top of all that, I’m always afraid people are going to throw paint on me if I do wear it to a glamourous-enough affair. Oh well, I will forever keep it in my closet, because it just looks so beautiful there.

    Anyway, fabulous news about your book! I would love to win!

  636. Debbie B.

    August 6, 2012 at 1:44 am

    A black mink coat.

    Before my grandmother left she passed down to my mother some clothes, one of which was a black mink coat. I grew up loving how soft and beautiful the coat was and I couldn’t wait to grow up and wear it. The coat is now in my possession but every time I go into my closet all I can do is look at it and pass my hand through the fur. I would feel absolutely self conscious about it because of ethical reasons and I’d be afraid it would make me look pretentious… too pretentious.

  637. Eliezer

    August 6, 2012 at 3:24 am

    ¡sombreros! ¡me encantan! … veía de niña clásicos del cine en blanco y negro, películas de los años 30, 40, 50 … ¡maravillosos! …

  638. justarandom.

    August 6, 2012 at 3:46 am

    Well, for me, it was this leather jacket I picked up in Dubai. When I was in the store, I was dreaming up crazy things about how I would wear it (Oh you know, I just need to buy some more new tops and a nice pair of heels – maybe one of my pairs and pairs of skinny jeans will go with this – ) but when I came back home to Brisbane like a week later, I had a look at the jacket, and I was just stumped as to why I thought it was amazing and that it would go with anything in the first place. I mean, I haven’t had the courage to throw it out (as in donate it), but every time I open my wardrobe I’m confronted with a sudden urge to sprint to the nearest Salvation Army. It is ‘fitted’, in the sense that it has these stitches at the waist that kind of hug my figure, but still, every time I wear it with anything that I think it has to go with – I look, well, fat. Somehow. I think it has to do with how its stitched to hug the figure. I mean, I have other fitted jackets too, and they look fine. But with this, I think the whole problem is dodgy tailoring. With those stitches, the bottom of the jacket kinda flares outwards, giving the illusion of what I like to call ‘fatness’. It looks a disaster! Its obvious that I am an impulsive buyer, but honestly, I’ve never had a moment where I have this piece of clothing and its so bad I can’t do anything with it. There’s always a way out. But not in this case. What the hell, right? Well then, hello and welcome to my life.

  639. Samantha

    August 6, 2012 at 4:18 am

    A vintage, heavily embroidered peach-coloured kimono! Unless I planned to relocate to Japan and train as a Geisha or open up a Far Eastern-style cocktail lounge I was never going to get a lot of wear out of it. It’s not exactly the type of outfit one can pop to the supermarket in!

  640. Jessica

    August 6, 2012 at 4:22 am

    Since I was very young, I’ve been a devoted fan of fashionable women.
    I would tear out the images of these otherworldly beauties -dressed in fabrics I only dreamed of- from my parents’ New Yorker magazines (we get them shipped to our somewhat rural area) and put them in $2 plastic file folders.
    By age 12 I began to really take on board what these woman were actually wearing, or more importantly, who. It began with Chanel (who I so lovingly called “Channel”), then came Louis (“Lewis) and so fourth. In little time I started to pick up more obscure designers.
    When I was 14, I discovered an article about Rei Kawakubo. I cannot remember exactly what I read, but her view on fashion was something completely alien to me.
    –”Fashion is something you attach to yourself, put on, and through that interaction the meaning of it is born. Without the wearing of it, it has no meaning, unlike a piece of art. It is fashion because people want to buy it now, because they want to wear it now, today. Fashion is only the right now.”–
    Comme des Garçons became my passion. It was my inspiration to stop dressing for others, and dress how I wanted to. I started to thing of my body as a canvas, of myself as a doll, to be dressed in whatever outfit the day demanded.
    Each day was an opportunity to play dress up, not to be a stressed-out slave to fashion (unless I want to be…)

    So at the beginning of the year when I saw a Comme des Garçons label at my second hand warehouse, my heart stopped. Eight dollars for vintage Comme des Garçons… This was destiny.
    But the label was only the beginning. When I whipped the jacket off its hanger and put it on, I noticed just how special it was. It had 6 vertical panels which seem to be tailored specifically to my body. The intensely rich red of the rose print glowed in the industrial fluorescent lights. It was Comme des Garçons. It was insanely beautiful. And it was my size.

    Fast forward six months and I sit here with that jacket hanging sadly in my closet… Never worn. What does one pair such a jacket with? Wearing with one of my cheap poly/cotton dresses would be blasphemy, plain and simple. The thought of not truly embracing this jacket pains me. But when I catch sight of it I can instantly remember just why I love fashion and design, and why I will continue to devote my life to it.

    Jessica Wilson
    [email protected]

  641. Denis Lai

    August 6, 2012 at 4:25 am

    Oh… those treasured moments when you’re thinking about your ideal self… it happened to me on my fisrt trip to Florence when, in Fendi, I got struck by a pair of inspired men’s military boots with a very exquisite design. For my luck they happened to be the last pair and at discount. While I was trying I had a couple in front of me burning with desire over them… outcome: I left the store with them without any regrets even if they were “slightly” big – I thought, inner sole, thick socks, winter is here… came back to Lisbon and every now and then they still come to my mind on how to possibly style them. Truth to say, I always end up wearing my old white converse…

  642. marg

    August 6, 2012 at 4:35 am

    I have one thing, which I always wanted to have, but after I got it I never wore it! This is a big beautiful ORANGE HAT, it is made from soft thin felt, and have very chic, a little bit bohemian shape. I love to try it on, and even prepared some clothes which fit to that hat. I am pretty courageous about fashion and about what I am wearing, but this hat totally defeated me! I hope this autumn I will wear it every day:)))

  643. jeanette

    August 6, 2012 at 5:11 am

    The item of clothing that I dreamed about the most, was a wedding dress by Max Mara many years ago. Unfortunately I was never able to wear it, because my boyfriend split up before the wedding.

  644. Quinten

    August 6, 2012 at 5:33 am

    This happened to me just recently, although i never owned the particular garment in question. This i exactly more a “what was i thinking not to buy it” post. I was on a trip to Florida with my family (I’m from Belgium so that’s quite a distance for me). Being just a student I don’t dream about wearing really expensive clothing just yet. We were at the Everglades National Park visitor’s center and they sold this really nice T, blue-greenish with the typical birds of the park on it and offcourse in big letters EVERGLADES. Your traditional tourist merchandise and i’m always very suspicious about gift shops cause they always rip you of in so many ways, that’s why my policy is never to buy at a gift shop. But this t-shirt would really have been totally worth it’s money, it was stylish, not too obvious and would have made a great souvenir. As soon as we had left the shop and drove away i started dreaming of wearing it with my black 501′s i had just bought and my beige J.W. Brown shoes (which i am wearing right now, best shoes i have ever bought up till now). I immediately felt so much regret and it would have totally fitted into my love for animal drawings. I have searched for it in every other f*cking gift shop in the whole of Florida, never saw so many gift shops in my entire life!!! Since i couldn’t find it, i just bought me a green Tommy shirt which fits the same combination perfectly and is probably a hundred times classier, but i still dream of the studentikose (meaning studentish in dutch, it’s just such a fun word) look i could have created.
    By the way totally love your RL sports coat, could easily be my next item to fall in love with, only probably a bit to expensive for me. It would fit my outfit today.
    And i can’t imagine you feeling self-conscious, which in fact i don’t consider a bad thing. I feel self-conscious all the time living in a not that fashion forward city: even wearing your trousers rolled up or buttoning your shirt all the way (preppy style) will get you stares from people. But doing it nonetheless, has given me so much more confidence, so now i wear what and how i like it most.
    If you’ll excuse me now, i have to go kill a fly.

  645. Clara

    August 6, 2012 at 6:41 am

    I’ve been dreaming about wearing a 50′s inspired dress, and i found one, vintage, by Cacharel, a brand that i really love. It’s black with lavender blue dress. It’s actually one of the most beautiful piece of my closet. Unhappily, I just can’t wear it. It’s so vintage, so particular, that I can’t find the courage-the word I found to define it-to wear it. Though it’s very nice by day with a pair of ballerinas and a french panier that I bought in Corsica. But the fact that it’s a bit long, that it looks like I love (and I’m a real fan) Mad Men, I don’t know but it impedes me. So I usally put in on a hanger and I watch it like it’s a work of art. It makes me very proud and also very schizophrenic because I will never wear it but in front of my mirror before reput it on the hanger…

  646. Monica Lee

    August 6, 2012 at 7:32 am

    A vintage orange leather trench coat (I am talkin’ tangerine orange) with a big fur collar and cuffs. It was just so cheeky and unusual but also so …weird? Weird on me anyway-would be fab on someone else. I need to let that find go, I think I have had it for about 8 years!! The only time I have worn it was in a photo for my blog, haha!

  647. Sandra

    August 6, 2012 at 7:34 am

    An electric blue leather Donna Karan jacket. Yes, that is electric blue and leather in the same sentence! What was I thinking? What was Donna Karan thinking?! And I can’t even blame the decade, it wasn’t 1986, it was 1996! The shame of it is that it is a perfect fit, beautiful soft premium leather and impeccably made. I almost bought the matching pencil skirt as well. That was a lucky escape! I am giving the jacket another decade in my closet. By then I may have saved enough cash to have it professionally dyed (like black!) or it will qualify as vintage and I can auction it off!

  648. Trudeq

    August 6, 2012 at 7:40 am

    My ultimate dream-but-never-worn is a beautiful golden gown from the 40s my mother bought for me in a thrift shop. It flows perfectly on the floor, and I adore it, but I`ve never found an occasion to actually wear it. I`m still waiting the perfect moment!

  649. Eri

    August 6, 2012 at 7:47 am

    a red kimono-like dress, which is absolutely gorgeous but it seems I can’t pull it off. Still, I am sure I ll love it for ever

  650. May Lye

    August 6, 2012 at 8:11 am

    When I was reading Mills and Boons, their heroines – wear blue – match her eyes, wear green again match her eyes…. wear red, match her red hair !
    And my young world went topsy turvy, my black hair, black eyes, what do I wear? Black?
    Took years, maybe ten years or more, for me to realize I am a oriental girl, the matching eyes thingi is redundant.
    What a major discovery for me then, can you imagine ?
    Btw I am sixty and I love your blog.

  651. Alexa Mills

    August 6, 2012 at 8:20 am

    A month before my college graduation I ordered this pale blue, strapless dress from J. Crew. It was cotton with a texture – this beautiful raised diamond pattern in the material. It was more than $80, which was a lot of money for me at the time, and more than I’d ever spent on an item of clothing.

    When graduation day came it was too cool out for a strapless dress. Plus I hadn’t had a moment to go out in the sun, so my skin was too pale to look nice in such a light dress. On top of that, it hung loose on me, and I didn’t have a proper strapless bra for it. And for some reason, it had never occurred to me that I’d be wearing this dress underneath a traditional graduation gown.

    Well I wore it anyway, under the black gown, and enjoyed the vision of it I’d had when looking at it in the catalog. When it was time to take off the gothic gown, I took off the dress too and put on my regular clothes. I never wore it again, but kept it in my closet for years. Now that I have plenty of summer dresses, I look back on that first dress with joy and nostalgia. It represented the person I was hoping to become. The dress was a promise to myself that I could get there.

  652. Macarena

    August 6, 2012 at 9:12 am

    One day I saw on a shop and awesome pair of shoes, everytime I walk by the shop I think to get them, but they were really colorful and difficult to combine. So I used to leave them on the shop. After triying them for at least 10 times, I decide it to buy them. This happen three years ago, now are on my closet and I can’t find any ocassion to were them, so maybe I would throw them without a use.

  653. Lindy702

    August 6, 2012 at 9:26 am

    For me, it was my ‘Stevie Nicks’ moment when I bought this gorgeous, vintage looking burn-out velvet dress designed by Guy LaRoche. It is in colors of dark green, rust and muted shades of those colors , with 2 points of fabric on either side by the hemline. This purchase was made in 1997, from a fabulous Store called Ultimo. I still have it, never had my ‘Stevie’ moment , and can only appreciate the fantasy and gorgeous detail on this purchase. Not ready to part with it yet!

  654. viola

    August 6, 2012 at 9:36 am

    Oh, I hate myself for saying this… I hate, I hate, I hate… But i have to. As every girl of modern times, I was dreaming about a pair of perfect, black, patent leather, high-heel Louboutin shoes… Oh, how much I wanted them. And even more, because I live in a country where there is no store where you can buy them (not even in the entire region), and I was afraid to buy them on line, because I was so young, and if was a substantial amount of money for me to spend, and since I ever tried a pair of them, I wasnt so sure what size would I be.
    Anyway, one beautiful day, my beautiful significant other took me to Paris. And in Paris, he took me to the Loubi store. And there they stood. A pair of perfect, black, patent leather, high-heel Louboutin shoes. He made me try them (not that he had to insist), and there – a size 36.5 was so perfect. But…

    What was I thinking? They have a 6 inch heel! I wore them twice… both times I had to walk from the car to the point of destination, on the pavement, and the bottom red sole got completely ruined. I couldnt get them repaired, beacuse they would not ship them back to my country. I took them to the local repair store and they had to put black rubber underneath. Actually, if I would wear them, nobody could tell, but I can. And I hate myself for not being able to put them again on my feet. I would have preffered if I kept on dreaming about them.
    I bought another pair this year… less statuesque and more practical. But it just isnt the same.

  655. Tom Wilson

    August 6, 2012 at 9:43 am

    When I was 18, I got it in my head that retro women’s boots were unisex so I bought a pair of old school Peter Pan boots.

    But seriously, most ridiculous purchase of my life; turns out retro women’s boots are not only NOT unisex, they are also expensive as fuck. They still sit in my wardrobe as a reminder to stay in the welcoming confines of mens footwear.

  656. Thomas

    August 6, 2012 at 9:54 am

    When I graduated from college 30 years ago, I saw this Polo Ralph Lauren wool herringbone sportcoat at Mark Shale in Chicago. It was a classic black and white herringbone and had a removable tab collar. I thought it was the coolest thing I had seen and had to have it. I didn’t have a charge card yet and not enough money to pay for it. I asked the salesman, Ron Bill if they did layaway and he said no. He agreed to hold it for me till I got my paycheck the next week and I agreed and came back and paid for it. Over the years, I ended up spending tens of thousands of dollars with him at the store based on him helping me out. I have moved from Chicago but still have that jacket hanging in my closet but haven’t worn it in years since it shrunk a little. Perhaps this is the fall I shrink down to it’s size and wear it a gain.

  657. eva

    August 6, 2012 at 10:00 am

    A Dolce & Gabbana bustier that I bought when cutting with my boyfriend. I’ve never used because it is not my style but I like it in my closet to remind me what I look for in a relationship.


  658. Julius

    August 6, 2012 at 10:02 am

    a made-to-measure jacket from the Slovak designer Lenka Srsnova, one very similar to this
    I haven’t got anything in my wardrobe to wear with it instead I just “wear” a good feeling of supporting the young talented designer :-)

  659. Juliana

    August 6, 2012 at 10:46 am

    Ok, here is my “what was I thinking?”
    As soon as I saw this beautiful pair of heels in Melissa by Jean Paul Gaultier the only thought that crossed my mind was “They have to be mine!!!”
    So, I bought them with no doubt. Unfortunately, they are sandal-like style and I live in Bogotá so the weather is never going to be warmer enough to wear them in a normal day. Besides, I work in a law firm so no matter how high the heels are, all my toes are exposed!!! I decided then to wear them only in very warmer places, so Miami was my next attempt. However, who goes to the beach on heels? Or walk by the pool with the higher shoes when everybody is having fun in flip-flops? Conclusion: these heels ended up being my shoes-for-the airport-when-I-travel-to-warm-places and that’s it. Or perhaps I can wear them when I get married, who is going to say the bride that the weather is too cold for this kind of shoes? What was I thinking? Now I have to find the groom!!!!!!

  660. chelsea

    August 6, 2012 at 10:57 am

    I have always wanted to be one of these women that wears vintage. It looks so effortlessly chic when done right, and I really really really wanted to be able to do it right. So I bought this gorgeous dark forest green wool coat, faux fur trim. It reminded me of the coat my grandmother wore on the day of her wedding and which I had seen pictures of (and lusted after) my entire life. But in practice, this coat didn’t really fit my aesthetic. It was in this moment that I learned I can admire someone else’s style without trying to impose it on myself. After much internal debating, I donated this coat to someone who will carry it off with the right aplomb.

  661. michael

    August 6, 2012 at 11:22 am

    I was five. It hung in my mother’s closet, its tail firmly in the grip of its teeth. She wore it on date nights with dad. I was mesmerized by its smooth, brown glass eyes and its lush, silky coat. I decided I must wear it, at least to show my friends, those poor sods mired in their fantasies of leather chaps and coonskin caps in the age of Davy Crockett. Alas, it was not to be: I could pine away for the feel of its soft fur around my neck forever, but my mother would not let me wear her martin fur stole for the daily ritual of cowboys and indians.

  662. Kay

    August 6, 2012 at 11:51 am

    A pair of British-made, 14-eye burgundy red Dr. Marten’s boots that I purchased from a small vintage store in Tokyo when I was 14. I loved them, and they looked beautiful, but I never wore them because I thought I was too short.. “maybe when I grow taller,” I told myself. Today, I’m about 3 inches taller (I was hoping for more), and still thinking they don’t look quite right on me. It’s a very tricky length, and it won’t “agree” with any of the outfits that I own. After moving across the world, and moving across the U.S. numerous times, I still have them in my closet. Every now and then I put on some oil to keep them alive, so that when I decide it’s time I can show them the world again.

  663. Ilecq

    August 6, 2012 at 12:01 pm

    I got the leopard print in green and tourquist versace tshirt for h&m last season thinking that i could use it this sommer. I never used it because it is too much, too flashy and too short on the sleeves, what was i thinking! I am almost 40! Hehe my sister will be happy with it :)

  664. Jode Verdou

    August 6, 2012 at 12:05 pm

    A pair of super classy Jimmy Choo stilletos. Always wanted them. Bought them 1 year ago. Never wore them. Will reconsider, though, because I always trust my gut. Perhaps the time of me wearing them hasn’t arrived yet… But I’m sure it will; any time soon ;-)

  665. savvy_geek

    August 6, 2012 at 12:08 pm

    I have loved reading all the comments in this thread! And although I myself have had a few WWIT moments, I’m actually writing about my 65 year old dad. He has always been a clotheshorse, but for the past 35 years has lived in a very small, rural town – needless to say, not a fashion mecca. Over the years, he has not let this stop him from acquiring lots of clothes he has fallen in love with, but never had the courage to wear. These include a Ralph Lauren Purple Label navy velvet suit, vintage buffalo-check lumberjack pants that balloon at the hips and fit tight from the knee down, and a suit that would have looked at home on Morris Day, just to name a few. But the item that my sister and I have never let him live down was a pair of Armani ski pants that he bought during an Armani obsession in the early ‘90s – they are an iridescent pale green with the word “Polizia” (police) in large letters down one leg. He still has them, and still dreams of the day he will wear them.

    If you choose my story, I will, of course, be giving your book to my dad.

    • Maria (from Cambridge)

      August 6, 2012 at 10:24 pm

      Oh I LOVE This story! On my “Top 5″ for sure! And I love how you write about your dad and family (I also did in mine, but yours was much more to the point) and your dad sounds so charming, and your family has a wonderful sense of humor and graciousness about his “what was I thinking?” fashion moments…time for a spinoff on this theme… because I can think of a few, very daring fashion in my grandmother’s closet! (Again from the same Here’s to your dad! I hope he gets to wear some of his outfits soon!

  666. Bea

    August 6, 2012 at 12:10 pm

    I have always been obsessed with all things british and back in high school, I fell in love with a UCB sequenced clutch, that had the flag of the UK on it. Its too small to fit anything in it and totally inpractical, not too mention it goes with absolutely nothing!
    I’ve had it this whole time just sitting in my closet, but I just can’t get rid of it!

  667. Shannnon

    August 6, 2012 at 12:25 pm

    A few years ago I visited a workshop in Malaysia where they made beautiful batik silk scarves. I bought 8 of them and gave two to my mother and mother-in-law as gifts and kept 6 for myself. I’ve tried to wear them but always end up feeling overdressed, or too old, or too showy. They sit, all 6 of them, carefully folded in the bag I bought them in. I also have a mink fur stole that I’ve worn once or twice- maybe I should pair the stole with the silk scarves.

  668. Darryl

    August 6, 2012 at 12:40 pm

    I know exactly what I was thinking when I got my tomato red Baracuta jacket. James Dean, the style icon whom I had for some inexplicable reason gravitated toward most since I was a child. That’s not to ignore the fact that it’s an amazingly cut jacket that’s totally casual yet unflappably cool. But I’m afraid my dutiful adherence to the inspiration was my investment’s undoing. Any time I tried to wear the jacket I was immediately called out for trying to look like the Rebel Without a Cause. I don’t know how long it’s been now since I’ve retired that look. Lesson learned, though. Beware of iconic pieces that are too recognizable.

  669. Madcat

    August 6, 2012 at 12:53 pm

    My whatwasithinking moment was in Las Vegas. I had met this gorgeous guy (who, of course, stayed in Vegas – as it ought to be), we were having a lot of fun, and we went shopping together. We stopped by a upscale department store, which was having a sale. He spotted this gorgeous red evening gown, full length, very conservative in the front with a deep draped opening in the back. He told me “try it on, I bet it is perfect for you”.
    Well, it was. I felt beautiful, and sexy, and desirable. He told me I was.
    It was the last day I was there, so I didn’t have the chance to wear it with him, but he said “we’ll meet again and you’ll wear it then”. We both knew it was a lie, but one I liked to pretend to believe. So I bought it.

    Of course we never met again. Of course I never had the chance to wear it.
    It hangs in my closet, in the very last hanger. But I never regretted that purchase because whenever I happen to dig deeper in my closet and I happen to see it, I smile.

  670. Melissa

    August 6, 2012 at 12:55 pm

    A pair of GUCCI boots. Wore them once. Who knew walking in a 4″ heel would be so different than walking in a 3″ heel? Not me. Took them to a high- end consignment store . . . they’re still there a year later. It’s KILLING me!

  671. Ed Bivins

    August 6, 2012 at 1:40 pm

    I have always wanted a pair of bespoke shoes by John Lobb. I recently received a pair of dark brown whole cuts from Tim Little. Beautiful shoes. Maybe this will push me over the edge to spring for the John Lobb pair.

  672. Lisa Stevens

    August 6, 2012 at 1:55 pm

    This post reminds me of Umberto Eco and what the Vespa meant to him, “…a symbol of unfulfilled desire.” I have always loved animal print and often buy animal print accessories: bags, scarfs, and shoes. My desire to wear animal print never crossed over into clothing. Though there have always been animal print shirts, dresses, and pants available in stores, they have always seemed more trashy than classy. During the spring sales several years ago, I happened to spot the most beautiful faux cheetah coat with three-quarter sleeves at an absurdly low price. I immediately recalled pictures of women of style like Jackie Kennedy, Emmanuelle Alt and Kate Moss wearing their cheetah or leopard coats and looking amazing. I convinced myself that this cheetah coat was so classic that, despite it’s very bold statement, even I could pull it off in my less than glamours real world. To this day, I LOVE that coat, but I cannot bring myself to wear it. As fabulous as it is, it just never feels right when I’m walking out the door headed to PTA meetings, grocery shopping, or shopping at the local mall. It kills me to realize that because I don’t have the fabulous life of my style icons, I will probably never wear my perfect cheetah coat. I hang on to it because I’ve promised myself if I ever go to Paris (another unfulfilled desire) I am bringing that coat and not taking it off!

    I’m so excited for the new book, can’t wait to see it. Congrats on your success!

  673. Steph

    August 6, 2012 at 1:57 pm

    I had visions of Bianca Jagger in her exquisitely tailored YSL suit and Angelina Jolie’s sexy pantsuit standing out in a sea of couture gowns at the 2001 Oscars when I bought myself a white pantsuit. In my wild imagination, I would look oh-so-masculine-chic in my white suit but also feminine and alluring because I’d opt not to wear anything under my jacket. But so far I’ve had neither a wedding nor a red carpet event where I felt it appropriate to wear a white pantsuit with 100 yards of double-sided tape on the jacket, of course, to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions. And deep in my heart, I know it also wouldn’t be very practical because as a chronic klutz, I would immediately spill a glass of red wine or drip ketchup on myself. I’d have a Jackson Pollock-esque artwork on my suit composed solely of food and beverage stains and there would go all hopes of looking classy. White suit…what was I thinking?!? White suit, I love how you look on the hanger (and in my fantasies) but I don’t think this is going to work out so let’s part ways before I get any crazy delusions again of looking like Bianca Jagger on her wedding day.

  674. rockyroadlily

    August 6, 2012 at 1:58 pm

    A real snake leather jacket. I wanted one for a long time and was sooo happy after purchasing it. However, it ended up being too big on the shoulders, or at least that’s how it felt whenever I tried it on after buying it, so I haven’t worn it once :/.

  675. Marije

    August 6, 2012 at 1:58 pm

    A business suit! When I finished college I was convinced that I needed this to be a succesfull business woman ( melanie griffith also “proved” this to me in the movie working girl!!! I was inspired ahum!) I begged my parents to loan me the money and bought the suit which was way to expensive for me. I have never worn it outside my house, because everytime I put it on I thought I looked ridicilious and not like business woman at all.

  676. Kenneth

    August 6, 2012 at 2:02 pm


    I wished there was a straight man’s fashion handbook that addressed the grey area of black jeans. As a guy who grew up on Levi’s 501 and GAP jeans, I once felt like I was missing out on dressy jeans, so one day, I pulled the trigger on these really soft Kenneth Cole black jeans.

    But every time that I pull these black jeans out of my closet, I can’t help but wonder: “Can straight guys really where black jeans???” It’s bad enough that I’m still hopelessly single…with plenty of great women as best friends. But do I need to give single women the wrong impression that I’m more Neil Patrick Harris from “Tony Awards host” rather than Neil Patrick Harris from “How I Met Your Mother”?

    I’m still not courageous enough to wear them out to find out. :p

    • Isabelle

      August 6, 2012 at 8:52 pm

      ““Can straight guys really where black jeans???”

      Where on Earth do you live ?! Of course, they do (in Montréal and Toronto anyways) ! Wear them if they suit you !

  677. andrea

    August 6, 2012 at 2:13 pm

    Those Chloe platform/wedge Doc Martens ankle boots in black that I found on ebay They looked great on models and also on me in my mirror standing still. But I could never get up the courage to run around the city doing my errands in them. They are now somewhere in Russia, as I sold them to someone on ebay for more than I paid!

  678. Anton

    August 6, 2012 at 2:15 pm

    I keep having dreams about wearing oxford shirts buttoned the whole way up and let the details flow within it, like clubmasters, some special belt, one hell of a random clock with armbands and brogues on my foots.. So.. I want to wear details and superbuttoned oxford shirts.. Peace from Sweden.

  679. Steph

    August 6, 2012 at 2:15 pm

    I had visions of Bianca Jagger in her exquisitely tailored YSL suit and Angelina Jolie standing out in her pantsuit in a sea of couture gowns at the 2001 Oscars when I bought my white pantsuit. In my wild imagination, I would look oh-so-masculine-chic but also feminine and alluring as I would opt not to wear anything under the jacket. But so far, I’ve had neither a wedding to a rock star nor a red carpet event where it would be appropriate to wear a white pantsuit with 100 yards of double-sided tape on the jacket lining to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions. And as a chronic klutz, a white suit isn’t all that practical as I would immediately spill red wine or ketchup on myself. I’d end up with a Jackson Pollock-esque masterpiece solely composed of food and beverage stains on my suit and there would go all hopes of looking classy. White suit…what was I thinking?!? White suit, you look great on the hanger (and in my fantasies) but I don’t think this is going to work out. Maybe I’ll look for you when I’m more glamorous, poised, graceful, bronzed…basically when I magically transform into Bianca Jagger.

  680. Blaire

    August 6, 2012 at 2:15 pm

    FINALLY, last Winter, after dreaming of fur coats & envisioning myself with black sunglasses and high heals stomping the New York streets in a chic Fur jacket, I ORDERED IT.

    When it arrived, my excitement went from 60 to, well, 10. I looked at the cropped coat of my dreams laying on my bed – the coat I had already bragged to all my friends about – and all I could envision was a bunch of dead bunnies. (I don’t mind wearing leather or fur, but this hit my heart.)

    A few weeks later I wore it out. As I entered a NY club, I moved my arm in front of my face to push back my hair, and as the sleeve brushed my lipglossed mouth, dozens of little fur bunny hairs stuck to my lips.

    OMG. This jacket of my dreams will not come out of its den, again. And now I must say, I’d rather go naked.

  681. Léopoldine

    August 6, 2012 at 2:28 pm

    This is myWhite house/Black market bustier. I bought it to dazzle my man but I currently almost never show off my shoulders anymore because I just can’t mange the “hey do you swim a lot?” and also because I don’t have enough breasts :-))
    It is still in my closet but this summer is THE summer.!!!!!

  682. Angel

    August 6, 2012 at 2:32 pm

    Mine was this unstructured blue blazer from J Crew. I figured I’d get something different than the typical gold button blazer. Well, every time I’d try to wear it, it just looked sloppy and like it was made in a 1st year sewing class. I gave up and just went out and got a regular blazer and replaced the buttons. oh well.

  683. Christopher Thomas Costoff

    August 6, 2012 at 2:35 pm

    Amongst my best girl friend’s belongings were her father’s vintage (from his drug lord days in the 70′s) Mario Bruni dress boots in a cognac, burgundy and black polished leather with two inch maple heels and a subtle zip detail on the inside of each boot. I had my eye on these for years and when she finally moved from the University of Guelph to Toronto she attempted to throw them to the Value Village in the area. This came to my knowledge after the fact and I essentially camped out at the store for a week in order to buy up these boots for a mere $14.99!

    Three years later I don’t regret owning such beautiful craftsmanship but rather regret not having somewhere to wear them. Growing up in a rural community, attending an agricultural University and being employed in the Equestrian Industry across Southern Ontario has unfortunately weened me into protecting these shoes from the environmental stressors I call life. Fresh out of University, I’m optimistic for I know one day in the future I will be able to call myself my own boss and dress and style myself in whichever way I choose, regardless of my surroundings.


  684. Edgar Gutierrez

    August 6, 2012 at 3:04 pm

    It was summer (a very British summer!) and I was having a great espresso coffee in Camden Town. Watching people, enjoying the weather and every sip of my addiction.
    I ended up strolling along the market with my girlfriend and came across a vintage overcoat that was used during the World War II. I tried it on and felt like it was made for me and it didn’t take a second before I was carrying it back home.

    The overcoat is hanging in my very compact closet. Things come and go, but that military piece of history still stands proud and untouched in my room. I still think to myself as winters go by, “Why don’t I use it”. I never found out why!

  685. Brian Martin

    August 6, 2012 at 3:04 pm

    I purchased a pair of Ralph Lauren brown plaid dress pants online (ebay).
    What I did not realize was they had orange stripes in them. I tried…really…I did, and I loved the way they looked. Just not on me. Not with orange stripes.

  686. Audrée

    August 6, 2012 at 3:12 pm

    I’ve been dreaming about those big, chunky statement necklaces since more than two years. I was taking my time to chose it, telling myself to be sure to find the right one, one that would be statement enough. After a year of shopping, I couldn’t find what I wanted. That’s when I went on google and searched “statement necklace”, clicked the first link and found THE one. Big, idian style necklace with I fell in love with.
    I was about to wear it, when my sister (my style reference) said : What’s THAT !?! With this weird looking face. Yeah, well, I can’t find the courage to wear it now. I can’t even imagine myself with THAT on the neck.

  687. Polly

    August 6, 2012 at 3:12 pm

    My Great Gatsby and Twelve dancing princesses ~ dream dress

    As a young girl and even now I still love beautiful things, jewellery, clothes bags, especially embellished items. I have the idea of the Twelve dancing princesses, the concept of fantasy and escape in my head as I had a sheltered childhood.

    I also dream about attending a modern Gastby party. Alas I don’t move in such circles…

    I bought a vintage pale pink sleeveless beaded dress a year ago, knee length. It is a beautiful dress, ideal for a secret dream party but I have no fantasy party to wear it to. It hangs in my wardrobe as a dream, and I shall keep it there as my romance. Maybe I’ll get an invitation to a modern Gatsby party one day….

  688. mandaaxpandaa

    August 6, 2012 at 3:17 pm

    The dream dress I got online was a pure silk one-sided strap dress with beautiful embroided chrysanthemums. I thought it would totally suit my ethnicity since I am Chinese!
    It was love at first sight as soon as I saw the lovely embroidery…
    I bought it right away without much thoughts and I forgot..
    Yellow on yellow is not the best match/.\

    So now I still sometimes bring the dress out, stroke it, maybe try it on at home and hang it out for a few days as a nice piece of decoration in my room.

  689. Pernille

    August 6, 2012 at 3:29 pm

    I was in Amsterdam some years ago. After hours in the vintage stores I found the coolest jumpsuit ever!!!!. It is thin cotton fabric with a blue and black kind of leopard-alike print on white background. It has buttons in front, and the legs are 3/4 length. I imagine looking soo cool and relaxed in it wearing it with some heels and a leather jacket, but everytime I try I look foolish, so it is still hanging unused in the closet. But one day I will (hopefully) bring it out!

  690. Sylwia

    August 6, 2012 at 3:35 pm

    Few years ago I bought beautiful black, low (really low!) back dress. Pretty sexy. Too sexy for such a tomboy as myself. I thought I would look gorgeous in it. After few hours I gave it to my friend. It wasn’t me in this dress. But my friend was happy to have it, and wore it a lot.

  691. Agus

    August 6, 2012 at 3:37 pm

    My “What I was thinking?” is a fur coat with leopard print. I had seen a few people wearing it, with jeans and printed t-shirts for a rocker look, or with a classy dress for a glamourous style. With one of those you can be Marilyn Manson or Marilyn Monroe! So I decided I MUST have one. And I did, but it’s still waiting in my closet. I still think it’s wonderful, but for any strange reason, when I wear it I feel like I’m wearing a costume :) I’m not ready to give it away, I still think that one day I’ll have the courage to wear it :)

  692. Janice

    August 6, 2012 at 4:13 pm

    I can soooooo relate to your story of the jacket – not just buying it but keeping it in your wardrobe for 4 years. I spent so…. much…. time and precious life energy visualizing, fantasizing about and honestly obsessing over a pair of high heeled Chie Mihara caramel coloured boots. I even convinced my husband to run all over town looking for them in my size and being with me for moral support as the cost was high. I was going to be gorgeous *because* of these boots. Oops. I have worn them only once because even though I am six feet tall and enjoy wearing heels, these are simply too high for me to walk comfortably in and in my mind there is such a thing of feeling too tall. I have kept the boots several years because they are gorgeous and I keep thinking that my attitude will change towards being 6’4” but it hasn’t and at this point I am going to let them go. I have learned three things: 1) that it’s OK to make mistakes and clinging to evidence of the mistake does not ensure that I will never make that mistake again so I can stop torturing myself and let the boots go, 2) that I may or may not ever enjoy wearing 4′” heels and that trying to force myself to do so and “be OK” with being that tall is not a self-loving act, and 3) clothes don’t make us gorgeous. They are a reflection of our gorgeousness. I am no longer shopping for clothes and shoes when I am feeling needy or desperate… it is simply too easy for history to repeat itself. Thank you!

  693. Artem

    August 6, 2012 at 4:19 pm

    While reading one of the stories, which I think I’ll never find amongst these tons of comments, I remembered the whole slice of my life around the shirt I bought once to wear to school. Thanks to you Scott and to that mysterious commentator.

    It was a first day in high school after summer holidays. I prepared well—bright shoes, jeans and another shirt; those were on me that wonderful day. Time to shine, to blow the minds; there were just 3 boys, except for me, and 27 girls in my class.

    I liked everything that gave me freedom, sat loosely on my body. I was slim guy and everything that made me a little bigger was nice.

    Sadistic rules of school have never allowed a live person to wear anything like that inside the temple of knowledge. White shirts and black trousers, no jeans, no colorful tops, no laughs… Nazi regimen wasn’t inspiring, so everyone violated it. That day I was the first offender caught by Principal. Her exploding face suffered for all sins of mankind.

    Get off the class, she growled.

    Clap of the door behind my back, go to Hell!

    I missed all classes that day and came back home absolutely destroyed and yet happy that I stood up for my taste. My second still tagged slightly gray cotton cowboy-flavoured shirt was hanging in front of me. Well, sorry specially-bought-for-school shirt, I cannot wear you to school.

    I had no suitable occasions to put that warm and pleasant shirt on my shoulders; to fasten its buttons around my chest, and drew in warmth and comfort. It was waiting for me on hanger, alone and forgotten; waiting when I’ll walk on the street and be happy as first grader with his first golden star next to his name. But there was always something that fit better.

    In time, I strongly decided I will wear it while studying in university. At the same time my much older, wiser friend, told me, “a few years later you will grow up and will never put something like that on your body.” Hell yeah, I thought. I mean, no way it will ever happen.

    Then I unexpectedly decided to never wear jeans. But, wait… that shirt was like a cherry to whipped cream jeans. What should I do with it now? University time has come and I was standing in front of that shirt strongly thinking I’ll never put it on. No way.

    As I remember, year ago I found this shirt still hanging in my wardrobe and I decided to donate it to a social center. May be someone, who is still young, will be glad to wear that shirt.

    Sorry for all the mistakes.

  694. Laura

    August 6, 2012 at 4:43 pm

    When I first moved to New York City and landed my first job as an editorial assistant after graduation, I went to my first Barney’s Warehouse sale. I fell in love with the Marc Jacobs peacock coat – a gradation of colorblocked blues with giant plastic buttons. I dropped $300 on it and bounced my first rent check. I think I’ve only worn it twice – turns out I really love classic black winter coats – but it still comes out every season. Perhaps this is the year I bid it adieu. Perhaps…

  695. Rebecca

    August 6, 2012 at 4:48 pm

    Several years ago I missed an amazing skirt on ebay, I wear them all year round, I am a skirtaholic. it was ankle length composed by 3 wide layers this very dull dusty rose, fading to the bottom layer which was a dull green tulle, with a wide dull green satin yoke with a very raw jagged edge. The skirt was not bridal at all, just very very soft tulle, on the front was a large patch of flowers and leaves in dull satin and tulle, sewn with a blanket stitch meant to look like hand made. the Flowers had embroidered centers, the lady selling it said she got gasps from passers by when she walked down the street with hers. I finally found a similar one on ebay a year later, and hoped to wear it to my daughter in laws summer wedding, but she up and decided to get married in Dec, so the skirt was totally inappropriate for a cold snowy dec wedding. I have yet to wear the skirt, hopefully an occasion will come up next summer.

  696. TFlacke

    August 6, 2012 at 5:11 pm

    In 2008, I designed my dream wedding dress, searched for vintage lace, and had it sewn by an old seamstress who’s been sewing my grandmother’s, aunts’, and mothers’ clothes for ages. Unfortunately, my dream church wedding was postponed and I had to wait until I move to Germany the following year. After nine long months, I was ready to wear my dress and walk down the church aisle with my now-husband. However, I was six months pregnant so inasmuch as I want to wear my dream wedding dress on my wedding day, I just couldn’t squeeze myself in it. :( Four years and two kids later, my dream wedding dress is still hanging in the closet unworn.

    • Kat

      August 6, 2012 at 8:51 pm

      I love this question. The replies are really great to read.

      This makes me not want to have kids! Just Kidding. You should totally have a wedding date with your hubby and put on that wedding dress and go out for a night on the town. Take tons of pics etc. You get to have a “second” wedding night ;)!

  697. Erin Kim

    August 6, 2012 at 5:18 pm

    “What is the item of clothing that you dreamed about the most but never actually ended up wearing??”

    I love that you related your sportscoat to Fred Astaire–spot on description!

    Personally, I have always dreamed of wearing a Burberry trench coat. I feel like it’s an underrated staple. Trench coats have such a powerful silhouette coming from its military context. And the way Brits style it is the epitome of class for me. I have never actually owned one. (I don’t think the question states that we had to!) With my small bones, tiny stature boasting a height of 4′ 10″, I haven’t succeeded in finding a fitting trench coat, but I still dream that I’ll wear one some day because…why not? :)

    Thanks for a great contest! I’d love to own your book as a source of inspiration for outfits and life!

    [email protected]

    (By the way, you were a great speaker at the Met Museum’s panel a few months ago–loved your idea behind romance and what is chic. You’ve got great personality!)

  698. Kat

    August 6, 2012 at 5:31 pm

    I have always dreamed of a red sweatheart dress. I bought one four years ago during my first year of dental school from Ross. It was less than $20.00 and I was in a dental fraternity where I had a lot of cocktails to attend. So, I bought the dress thinking that I would use it. The dress was too big for me, or I lost weight since those 4 years of dental school. The material is a really shiny polyester and you would hope it would pass for silk, but it doesn’t.

    In my second year of dental school I met my bf, Jonathan. He introduced me to The Satorialist blog, and fashion. He helped me grow up from my college/scrubs wardrobe and transcend into my sophisticated yet fun mid twenties look. Somewhere during this transformation I have yet to wear the red dress. Jonathan doesn’t think it is very flattering, since it is too big and the material looks cheap. I have kept the dress because I don’t like to waste money. I finally graduated from Dental School this May. I think this will be the year that I donate it and keep searching for my red sweetheart dress.

    **I tried to post this previously, but I am not sure if the post went through. Thanks for reading! **

  699. Sonia Otero

    August 6, 2012 at 5:45 pm

    Prendas con las que soñar aún siendo muy difícil que las pueda comprar, de esas, tengo muchas.
    De las más asequibles para mi bolsillo, el verano pasado me compré un vestido de Twin-Set de Simona Barbieri, ajustado, muy ajustado… lo he puesto un par de veces, casi nunca me parece apropiado el momento o el lugar, a pesar de ello, cada vez que abro el armario, me encanta!!

  700. Marc

    August 6, 2012 at 5:58 pm

    The KG – You got’s ta shue

    I am the most difficult shopper you will ever meet, and any impulsion is a hidden desire that had hours of reflection behind it. What’s more a good pair of shoes is the not the easiest to find: most nowadays do not have the elegance and the French touch I’m looking for. However, the KG had a je ne sais quoi that led me to a total devotion: Completely in suede, a touch of leather, whites shoe laces, a small heel, and to top it all off a slight fold at the tip. Everything about it seemed wonderful. Hypnotized by this classic cut with a twist of modernity, I had fallen on the path of the impulse shopper.

    The “What was I thinking?”

    Back from my trip from London, I was eager to try on my new pair. And ze horror! I felt so uncomfortable wearing them, self conscious at every step, the sound it made seemed to scream “what were you thinking?” I take them out from time to time, but I always feel that everything I wear with it isn’t appropriate. Don’t get me wrong, they are B E A U T I F U L. Alas, I haven’t found the confidence to go with them. That being the key ingredient to any piece of clothing.

    Bref, j’ai acheté des KG by Kurt Geiger.

  701. Elly C

    August 6, 2012 at 6:19 pm

    About six years back, I bought a beautiful slinky little black dress from a shop I happened to pass on Queen Street, Toronto. It dipped down into a V in front, slung across my shoulder blades by one band, and looked like it’d cling just perfectly to the small of my back. In my head I thought, pair them with those red H&M pumps I own (tacky, I know, but bought in Shanghai and wonderfully Dorothy of Oz – sans the sparkles) and I have the perfect outfit for a fancy night out.

    Or so I thought. I never did bust out that slinky black dress for a big night debut: the V neck turned out to be too heavy of a plunge and the back, never quite fitting right even though I kept it in my closet, insisting on it being a happy hopeful someday.

    Five and a half years later, I finally gave up and gave it away. The dress is hopefully now adorning someone else’s closet; or even better yet, taking them out on a date.

  702. Djamela

    August 6, 2012 at 6:56 pm

    I went to a vintage fair in Hammersmith town hall and fell in love, like love love, with a super high-waist, dreamy cream Vivienne Westwood wool-mix pencil skirt. Everything about it oozed glamour, I ran to a changing room and tried it on and knew that I could never be happy without it. I didn’t have enough money with me to buy it so I ran out to withdraw my last monies in the world, repaid my entry ticket to the fair and bought the skirt. I dreamed about teaming in with a cream silk blouse and super high heels and being a more demure Dita Von Tesse. Although I’ve never worn it, and I wince when I think back to how much I paid for it, I can’t bear the thought of giving it away…because who knows any day now I might build a time machine and go back to the 40′s where any other outfit will be inappropriate! Or perhaps my life will suddenly become more glamorous and I will not feel ridiculously inappropriately dressed every time I wear it!

  703. Jayne

    August 6, 2012 at 6:57 pm

    An embroidered sheepskin coat – maybe called an afghan coat at the time. Think Janis Joplin in a snowstorm. I felt reckless buying it….but it hung unworn in my closet waiting to transform me from studious college girl to hippie chick….

  704. david

    August 6, 2012 at 6:59 pm

    I have a silk, silver-grey slim fit suit… I actually love it and it is almost the perfect summer suit… but have never worn it out.

    There’s some lovely hand stitching on the lapel and on the pocket flaps on the jacket.

    The overall look is rather like Duran Duran in their Rio phase.

    I think I’m just waiting for a big occasion in an exotic location…

  705. Alex

    August 6, 2012 at 7:08 pm

    Mine is actually a sad story (ok, maybe sad is a bit melodramatic). While I was visiting NYC a few years back (during the early fall) I saw tons of beautiful tweed trench coats, and amazing jackets. I fell in love with this handsome herringbone tweed jacket from Ben Sherman. It fit amazing and I without hesitation purchased it on the spot. It is a classic beautiful piece that really will never go out of style. The sad part of the story is, I live in Los Angeles. As much as I want to wear it out, and believe me, I have tried. There really isn’t a time to wear such a heavy coat in socal (I don’t want to look like the Real Housewives of OC who wear fur and look silly). One time I did put it on to walk into a christmas party at which point it got seen by maybe one or two people (does that even count as wearing it?) And anyone that thinks it gets cold enough here to wear a heavy coat is kidding themselves, I think I was sweating on my walk up to my friends front door that one freezing cole night (insert eye roll from those people who live in actual cold climates). And for those that suggest I travel with it to wear it in other cities, it takes up a damn large area of the suitcase so I always leave it behind. Ok so maybe the moral of the story is to just move to NYC for a year or two so I can get some use out of it, before I give up on it and make room in my closet for lighter weight clothes.

  706. Kat

    August 6, 2012 at 7:09 pm

    I blame my feet and their unrequited love, United Nude. I plotted which of the architectural designs (*sigh*) would work best with my outfits and get the most wear throughout the spastic Canadian climate. I waited until my birthday month and broadcasted to any potential gift givers that the black Mobius Mid Heel bootie is the be all end all of my wishlist, now and forever. Birthday wish granted (!!!), I realized that just because something is beautiful and interesting doesn’t mean it’s fits into my wardrobe’s flavour of beautiful and interesting. They’re like a pair of confused aliens on my shoe rack that I admire from a distance. I’m thinking I’ll stick with cake this year.

  707. Rae

    August 6, 2012 at 7:40 pm

    I always think I have smaller hips than I actually do (yay curves!) and I fantasize about the latest trend and how amazing they will look on me. I think I hit a wall on that when I bought a flapper style dress thinking I could totally pull it (I am more Mad Men with nipped waist as my best look). Suffice it to say my hips and the reflection in my mirror at home taught me to never imagine what I will look like in something and stick with the silhouettes that work best for me. The dress is hopefully now in the closet of a stylish young woman who can rock that 20′s vibe.

  708. b.d.

    August 6, 2012 at 8:15 pm

    I found a fabulous Céline silk shirt at a flea market in Paris and snapped it up tout suite. It’s off-white and has an odd ’80s nautical print that mostly consists of large red and black ropes, with a giant red and black ship along the hem and the words “Céline Paris” in an oversize stamp on the upper shoulder. I wore it on a lovely, romantic, candle-lit dinner in Paris with high-waisted dark-blue skinny jeans and a pair of cherry-red Ferragamo bow-flats. Everyone seemed to like the shirt–even the hostess complimented me–but I didn’t feel quite right in it and it’s sat in my closet in Santa Fe, NM, where I live, ever since.

    Maybe someday. In the meantime, it looks sharp hanging next to all of my other flea market and thrift shop finds.


  709. Ginny Carpenter

    August 6, 2012 at 9:04 pm

    Every pair of high heels I’ve ever bought. Despite my best efforts, I always end up tripping like a 5 year old wearing her mom’s shoes.

  710. Kate

    August 6, 2012 at 9:12 pm

    What a great idea for a contest – I’ve passed such a happy half hour reading these stories :) lovely!

    I once found the most delightful dress – a pastelly floral, midi-length, waspy-waist and completely perfectly made fifties style – tucked away in the back corner of a vintage shop and decided that I HAD to have it, despite the fact that it totally blew my student budget. It made me feel like Brigitte Bardot (never mind my gawky frame and cropped short hair!) and it was beautiful; I was in love, and that was that. However, while the dress looked great in the changing room (the inside of which was teasingly painted in a retro beach scene) when I walked out into the cold, rainy Northern Irish street where I was surrounded by an astounding array of off-black anoraks, I knew I’d made a mistake! I haven’t had the courage to wear my pretty, pretty dress since, and it’s been sitting in my wardrobe now for two and a half years. It’s such a shame for it to be lying there, unworn, but I can’t bear to part with it! So I’ll wear it in my dreams, for now :)

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  711. Stephanie

    August 6, 2012 at 9:44 pm

    Having gone to art school I have always love the effortless look of scarves thrown over an outfit. They make the most mundane seem special. I am always in a scarf of some sort. As a result of this long time passion I have lusted after the lovely look that a Hermes scarf brings to an outfit. So after years of thinking about it I got one. As a textile it is beautiful. As an accessory it is a nightmare that I can’t seem to look cool. Even Queen Elizabeth II can rock them, but me I keep it in my closet, once and a while open the box and tie it around my neck and then get fed up and put it back. I can’t bring myself to get rid of it but I also can’t find a way to wear it.

  712. Kelly

    August 6, 2012 at 9:57 pm

    Like you, I have a beautiful Ralph Lauren piece that I have never worn. Several years ago, I was visiting a friend over a beautiful spring weekend in New Canaan, CT. Unlike me, she had unlimited resources. While she was lining her dressing room with shoulder skimming silk blouses and nautical bathing suits, I was further back in the shop, fondling the suedes and velvets long bypassed from the previous fall season. I happened upon a luxurious, voluptuous, shimmering chocolate brown silky floor length bias cut velvet skirt. In my size! At a price I could afford! That caressed my hips and thighs and melted down my posterior like liquid, just kissing the floor. Did I need it? No. Did I have a place to where it? In Portland, ME – highly unlikely. Were there other things I should spend my money on? Most definitely. Did I want it? Like nothing else. In the dressing room, I imagined receiving an invitation to an early December holiday party. A friend in the city is having a house warming. Festive attire required! I wouldn’t show up in the expected black, red, silver or gold for this party. Nothing mini. Nothing tight. Nothing shiny. No, I would be unique. Just this beautiful soft velvet skirt (top and shoes, curiously not factored into the equation). Legs curled under me on an over-stuffed divan. Sipping champagne. Laughing with friends. Yes, someone from Portland can really look chic. Alas, the skirt hangs in my closet. Sometimes I fold it, worried that the incessant hanging will stretch out the shape. Will the invitation arrive this year? Will I figure out what to wear on top? It if wear it in the snow, will I ruin it by dragging it through the slush? I try it on every September. Slipping it up over my hips. Admiring how it hugs my few curves. Brushing my fingers over the wrinkles that have settled in over the summer storage. Glancing over my shoulder in the full length mirror. Appreciating the exact length, just skimming along the floor as I twirl. Perfection. This is the year!

  713. Kristine

    August 6, 2012 at 11:10 pm

    A few years ago, I was lusting after a beautiful, slinky silk floral A Detacher dress. I am a lowly librarian with an eye for the extravagant. Even the sale price was barely affordable, but a few glasses of wine, and I was clicking my way to a new dress. When I received the package, there was a note inside from the store, a small NYC boutique. I’d never ordered anything so expensive as to warrant a hand-written note. The note congratulated me on my dress purchase and informed me that Michelle Pfeiffer had just purchased the same dress. I am no Michelle Pfeiffer. I am more of a J-Lo. As much as I wanted it to work, the hammered silk clung to my cellulite craters, and the color made me look like a fileted halibut. I’d love to find out where Michelle wore her dress, but mine ended up in the Goodwill bag.

  714. kaltesKlaresWasser

    August 6, 2012 at 11:23 pm

    I have a Satin Jacket in Blonde/Caramel actually it is golden really, and I worked in a store where they sold the jacket.
    At lunch I would awlays put it on and get funny looks and create laughs and also appreciation in the middle of penguins. In Business Frankfurt Germany it’s like London just even more grey. So I stood out like a flying elephant. I started wearing it at work there too, because all my staff convinced me too wear it. Now I don’t work there anymore but I wait for the day where I have a job again to wear it a golden satin jacket again.

  715. Christina

    August 6, 2012 at 11:36 pm

    One suit in grey/beige-ish by Benetton. Looked terrible, it was much to broad in the shoulders, and the color made my skin look dull. I had it altered but even that did not help. I think I wore it once.
    And another suit, green, with an Asian dragon (!!!) motif (in green as well, but still) on the back.
    Seriously, what was I thinking???

  716. Lauren H

    August 6, 2012 at 11:58 pm

    For me, the piece is a short white Armani Jeans dress. I found it on a great sale and thought it looked amazing. The only problem is I haven’t actually found anywhere to wear it! So its been sitting in my closet for the last year. I’m usually just going out for casual lunches and it’s a bit too formal for that, and yet not formal enough for other events I go to. I still haven’t given up on wearing it though! Maybe if I find the right cardigan I can make it look less formal and just wear it casually around.

  717. Catarina

    August 7, 2012 at 12:25 am

    Easy! It’s a pair of FW 2004/05 Sportmax brown clog leather boots (anyone remember them?). They were and still are gorgeous.
    I eyed them for a long time, online, in magazines but they didn’t have them in Copenhagen where I studied fashion at the time. Suddenly I was offered a job in Hong Kong and off I went and lo and behold they had the Sportmax boots I sooo wanted in Hong Kong. I ended up spending a huge part of my meager first fashion job salary on them and got the boots.
    They were not very comfortable and weighed a ton and I thought they made my feet look like hooves… I never wore them but kept them visible in my living room for over 5 years before giving them away to a friend….actually I forced them upon her, i don’t think she really wanted them.
    I wonder if she has them somewhere or if she got rid of them, because thinking about it now I really want those boots… again

  718. Dorothy

    August 7, 2012 at 12:54 am

    Whilst visiting Paris a short time ago, a blouse/jacket combo jumped out at me from a shop window. The pattern of cross-stitch in the the silk of owls and roses plead guilty to my eyes’ excitement. The silk against a felted and wooly long jacket caused a tingling in my fingers for fright of having gone mad with desire and unbelief. I stood in awe for a bit and carried on not realizing that the collision had left me changed in those eternal moments. Every now and then I would remember the peculiar event and dream of a second meeting telling myself that my desires would not again be left empty. The second approach was just as sudden, rich and telling as the first, and I knew somehow it belonged to me; these fabrics and patterns were speaking to my soul. I bought it right away with friendly advice, but once I obtained that wild and energizing fragment of what seemed to be my piece of the universe, the universe relented its speech. As if for having bought it, I had wronged it for my attempt at containment. It hangs in my closet, perfectly content, and promises always to sing to my heart as a stranger, never wanting to be found or known.

  719. Jonathan K

    August 7, 2012 at 1:21 am

    For years I’d wanted to own a fedora but living in Toronto, I rep my Blue Jays fitted baseball cap far more regularly than any other piece of headwear. Finally, this summer I was in Nashville on the way to Bonnaroo when I stopped in a true Southern store and I started trying on hats. I had two in my hand and an employee who refers to herself as the Mad Hatter finally sold me on a beige mesh fedora that I’ve ONLY received compliments on. For me, it was more about the style than the brand, and alas, it worked out well.

  720. Natalie Shapiro

    August 7, 2012 at 1:31 am

    I cannot muster the courage to wear my short Nigerian, cotton dress in sunny San Diego. Although it is much too wide for my figure, it emphasizes my legs & compliments my joyful spirit. Because it was a gift after my friend’s trip to Nigeria, I wouldn’t imagine being rid of it! Its beautiful pattern & vibrant colors are its worst and best qualities.

  721. Jet

    August 7, 2012 at 2:15 am

    I have a pair of vintage leather shoe. They are from Germany. Love at first sight. I have only wore it once.
    They have subtle graphics, and furs (in a good way)
    They look good in the low mirror when I bought it. In fact, I love it. I guess I just can’t accept the fact that they does not suit me. Like how fashion should bring out one’s self.
    However, I believe they have stories behind in every little pieces.
    They mark a certain part of you that you were/are, and always will be.
    They(fashion) represent statements, memories, people, period… moment. It’s a perfect piece that recall what you were thinking, in a particular moment.

  722. PrueAlex

    August 7, 2012 at 2:21 am

    I have been an avid op-shopper all of my life. When I was 14 I found a perfect shell pink Chanel twin piece wool skirt suit, it fitted me to perfection. I felt like one of those American girls from the movies who receive too many pearls as gifts and go to places where the doors sweep open invisibly only for them… I felt like the wife of an American President, capable, serene, cultivated and oh so classy. I never wore it, I was only 14, and I lived in a small town in Australia.
    I gave the suit away last year. I am 25. I kept it, knowing full well that it wouldn’t fit even past my 15th birthday, because it reminded me of the power of fashion and the way we can all be whatever we want to be, despite not always having the right background, or being in the right place – we can all cast whatever illusion we choose and those illusions live in the clothes we wear everyday.
    I don’t need the suit anymore, I’ve found my life –