Elegantly Wasted

My roommate, as soon as she walked in the door: I wanted to slam her face in the door repeatedly, shove safety pins under her fingernails, throw her down the stairs, run a cheese grater down her torso, take a potato peeler to her scalp, dump boiling water and salt on the wounds, then pour bleach into her eyeballs. That's my reoccuring evil thought every time I see her though... Question: Name one article of clothing that you could not live without, and why?

Usually: Jack Daniels. I can't help it. I love whiskey. No mixing or chasing though. Ick.