They say that to figure out if something is "worth it", you should take the cost of the item, and divide it up by the number of times you'll use it. With this theory in mind, I was able to justify buying a beautiful heather grey, cashmere, fits-me-like-a sexy-glove, feels-like-buttah, tank top.

I visited what I hope is going to be my new office in the Flatiron District and was feeling optimistic when the alluringly monochromatic windows of Club Monaco beckoned me in.

So, fine. I don't have a car payment anymore since moving to NYC... for the cost of one, I now have a great tank top! I like this better than I ever liked my car.

Hrm, did this come in black..... ?