This is my fatal tie...
Whenever and wherever I wear it, I get something down it!
On it goes and out I go; within the hour, I've drizzled it with balsamic salad dressing. So, I have it cleaned. A week later, I go to a wedding and someone bumps into me at the reception liberally splashing the tie with champagne; I turn round to dab it and someone else joggles my elbow so that I now splash more champagne down it.
And so, off it goes to be cleaned again in order to enjoy the Ho Sin sauce or the minestrone that awaits it at a meal or two down the road...
I guess we all have such items in our wardrobes, don't we? The trousers that always seek out the cinema seat with gum on it, the skirt that acts as a permanent grease-magnet, the white jacket with an insatiable appetite for curry, tomato ketchup and cappuccino froth.
But why is this an immutable law of clothing? And, more to the point, why is always the most expensive garments that behave in this way? Is it because they are showing off and get too cocky and, therefore, careless? Or are they really trying to be like old rubbishy clothes in wanting to get down and dirty?
Of course they are wasting their time because old clothes are always, without fail, chocolate-proof and gravy-retardant!