A few weeks ago, I unpacked my winter suitcase, pulling out all my sweaters, scarves, coats, hats and gloves. Not that it's cold enough in Marseille for the hat and gloves. (I haven't even had to turn on my heat yet). But it's France, the country where one can wear a scarf even in the summer.
Girls, scarves, and France are best buds. Every girl I know, even ones who arrive saying they don't like to wear anything on their necks (Sue-Wee), end up sporting the scarf. At any given street market in the country at any given time during the year, one can buy a scarf (or three). And so what ends up happening is that a girl has more scarves than she can possibly wear.
As I unpacked my scarves last month, I came across...
...the red, blue, and brown scarf that I wore with the red riding coat. I no longer own the coat, so I no longer wear the scarf.
...the blue, grey, and brown scarf that doesn't match any (not a single one) of the grey things I own.
...the scarf someone gifted me once what is not only not my style, but also not a color I wear.
And the list went on. Scarves that used to be my favorite until a new one replaced it. Scarves that had been gifted. Scarves that didn't match. Scarves that matched things I no longer own. Oh man...too many scarves. Which made me feel like I shouldn't go out and buy new scarves because I have more than enough right now. Although I don't wear half the ones I have. So, no new scarves this year.
A few days after the unpacking sadness (that I shouldn't buy new scarves), someone complimented a scarf I was wearing, and so I went into the telling of how I'd come across all the scarves that I don't wear anymore. She agreed with me about she has the same dilemma. It dawned on me...what girl doesn't?
We should have a scarf exchange! Everyone bring the scarves they don't wear anymore, and we'll all trade them up! And so that's exactly what we did. A bunch of my friends came over, bringing the scarves with them that they didn't want to wear anymore, and we played a type of White Elephant Game exchange, and traded the scarves all around.
I got rid of a few. I gained three new-to-me. And opened up two holes in my scarf rack for two more I can buy this winter.
And I decided to keep the red, blue, and brown scarf that only matches the red riding coat that I no longer own. I had that coat for more than 10 years and had a lot of special memories in it. That scarf kept me warm in Venice, Italy, and well...I'm just not ready to part with it yet. It's just too pretty...
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