Ever thought of something you used to have, but forgot about, only to realize that you haven't seen it since God-knows-when and you can't for the life of you remember where or how you lost it? Drives me crazy.
I used to have a boiled wool tattersall vest, like the one in the photo, but with brass buttons. It was reversible, bright red on the inside, also with brass buttons. Clearly this vintage masterpiece must have been part of an equestrian ensemble at some point, but it looked great with flannels, a tweed jacket and a knit tie. Lately, I've been searching for a new one.
How could I lose such a thing? Oh well, to quote Frankie: "Regrets, I've had a few...."