Lost a shoe? A cardigan? A bracelet?...

We will always remember these lost items.

Share your story of the sweater, the coat, the necklace, the bracelet, or other item you lost in a movie theater (or was it in the restaurant? or the mall?)...

One Art
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
Elizabeth Bishop

Laurie's lost class ring

Sarita's lost & recovered jewels

My car stole my barrette

Lost embellished black top, worn in school photo

My aubergine-colored GAP cardigan

Lost: slim leather jacket

Escaped: Juliet's beaded lost French cape

Lost Camp Fire Girl ceremonial gown

Suzie's lost ballerina dress and Tibetan bracelet

Except from Suburban Soliloquy #113 The Overcoat

Jessy's lost green shaker sweater

Lost (and found!) J. Crew sweater

My lost orange necklace