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Once upon a time I had a beautiful black miniskirt that fit like magic, somehow managing to be tightly fitted without looking like a sausage casing, and wearing it made me feel temporarily not hideous and grotesque, and even something approaching sexy, unlike literally any other item I have ever owned. Also it was ridiculously comfortable. Then it shrank in the wash and I didn't realize until two months later and now Torrid doesn't stock it anymore. The end.