Wardrobe dillema

“Wrong, wrong. Why did I buy this?” Veronica asked herself as she tossed item after item out of her closet. Finally, she gave up and stood hands on hips glaring at her wardrobe. Nothing seemed right. Styles that she had felt comfortable in for years no longer had any appeal. She ran her hands through her hair, it didn’t feel right either.
“Screw it.” She pulled on an old sweatshirt and equally worn pants, no underwear. “I’m going shopping.” Moments later she was in her car on the way to the mall.
She walked into the building, sneakers squeaking slightly on the polished floor. So many stores, so many styles.