The article of clothing in my closet that makes taking off my pajamas early in the morning bearable. The skirt that doubles as a blanket, on brisk fall days. Black maxi skirt I love you. When I spill my minestrone soup on you at lunch I never have to be embarrassed that someone might see your the bright tomato-y stain. You cover up all my spills and hide my love handles under your stretchy yoga pants-esq waistband. Your soft cotton is so comfortable. You cover my unshaven winter ready legs and make me look chic when I feel far from it. You, black maxi skirt are the greatest thing that has happened to me since leggings. Thank you for always being there for me.