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Does anybody else have this problem?  You see some spectacularly impractical but wildly alluring article of clothing in a store -- something that you know you won't wear very often, but you tell yourself, "Someday, I'm gonna go to some fancy dinner or an awards ceremony, and I'll be soooo happy I bought this wacky thing!"   So then you try the wacky thing on, and, to your amazement, you look at yourself in the mirror and you are a fucking goddess!  You can hardly whip out your credit card quickly enough!  So then, the wacky item sits in your closet for a year or two, but you don't mind because you know that, when that special occasion comes up, you are locked and loaded.  Then, four and a half years later, you finally have a need for a kickass outfit.  You wait until the last minute to get dressed (after all, you know exactly what you're wearing); you put on your wacky item, and -- HUZZAH! -- you look like SHIT!  You can't even IMAGINE what you were thinking when you bought this motherfucking thing.  Just a couple of weeks ago, I bought The. Most. Ridiculous. Coat.  It's made out of multi-colored strips of netting.  It probably makes me look like a flounder in a fisherman's net.  Even when I bought it, I knew that I would regret it.  But I bought it anyway.