Sadly, a few years ago the zipping-up became, strained. And since then there has been an estate sale, divorce, and major move. Now I can’t find anything. Just this morning I was opening random boxes looking for winter wear. Apparently packing (most) everything you own while being mad makes for a poor archiving system.
[Insert gif of Steve Martin walking out in the move The Jerk]
But to end on a bright note, my cheerleader outfit brought me many happy days, and I hope wherever it is now it is giving someone more joy (or I find it in a random box and loose some winter weight so it fits again.) 
