Disposable Clothing

If someone invented a soft disposable fabric that was disposable, I would so buy it. The way my wardrobe works now is that I buy two or three shirts at a time, wear them the first week I own them, wash and dry them, and then discover a stain down the front of each one.

I bought a new shirt last week and when I took it out of the laundry basket to put it away, I found I'd spilled something on the shoulder. I think it's olive juice. How is that even possible?

Maybe instead of a disposable wardrobe, I need a huge paper tent to drape over myself. Or maybe a hair stylist's cape.

Or maybe I should scotch guard all my shirts.

I don't think it's a reach to compare this to life. It's a mercy God's mercy is new every morning or I'd be walking around a complete mess all the time.