When my aunt died recently, I had to buy something to wear to the funeral. Since I was back East, this ended up being something we refer to in my circle of friends as “Judy approved” clothing. The other term for it would be “an actually nice outfit”.
Since returning home, I’ve worn it at least four times to a variety of events for which I would have otherwise been… well, let’s just say, not so nicely dressed.
So it seems as though even in death my aunt continues to give to me by being the impetus behind this year’s go-to outfit for any occasion in which I can’t get away with a sweatshirt no matter how new it is.