I thought this kind of thing went out of fashion five years ago...
The other day, in below zero.. girl with a cropped jacket, jeans... with the the black, too-loose thong intentionally pulled up to show several inches of it over the top of the pants. and its minus fifteen outside!
i would say "kids these days" or some such nonsense, but she looked to be older than me.
Several years ago I was at a Renaissance festival. I was watching a sword swallower when I heard a voice behid me say. "Freakazoid!" I turned around to see a young woman wearing a black tank top, cut off fatigue jacket, plaid school girl type skirt (which was very short) and combat boots. She had piercings on her ears, nose, eyebrows and lips and I could see tattoos around her neck. And she was calling the sword swallower a freakazoid.
What, no torn fishnets? I still have that outfit rrom my punk rocker days. It's kind of a uniform in the indy/rocker chick wardrobe. What can I say, hopefully she'll graduate to the goth look.
Still have no tattoos though, and normal pierced ears. I would kind of like to get a daisy tat on my back but too chicken.
I'm going to tell on my brother, who now wears a USAF uniform and can't dress this way anymore (I hope):
Huge huge huge huge blue jean pants (the bottom of the pant leg had a diameter of about 10"), bright red suspenders, red converse shoes, black muscle shirt, white dress shirt with the sleeves cut off, huge thick metal chains on the pants, 3 to 4 necklaces bunched up, red, green, and yellow liberty spikes in his hair.
And since I told one, I might as well tell another:
Cut off blue jeans that hit just below the knee, gray socks pulled up to the knee, red converses, ICP T-shirt, blue silky dress shirt, necklaces, chains, and liberty spikes.
He had some wardrobe issues.....I'm trying really hard to correct them.
Originally posted by oshngrl: Still have no tattoos though, and normal pierced ears. I would kind of like to get a daisy tat on my back but too chicken.
They can be pretty painful. I'm not going to lie and say they aren't, but it's definitely manageable. As soon as I drop this last 15-20 pounds, I'm getting a huge tiger sidepiece on the ribs, which WILL hurt. Just be sure to get the tattoo somewhere that can be covered up for your job.
Siepres, I was thinking that, as much as I don't completely love your brother's fashion choices, he should have a chance to be young and express his creative side. The day will come when he is uniform and then he will be a grown up and have to put aside his punk rock hair and clothes, so he should have fun now. He's definately making fashion choices, even if they are totally punk rock. Or rawwwwk. I actually like the red suspenders. I think I'll get some.
My Daisy tattoo, I've talked about it for 8 years. I think maybe a subtle little vine across my lower back. The problem is, wherever I pick seems to be painful. But, something like a little vine hopefully wouldn't hurt too much.
A tiger is very inspirational! I like the metaphor.
Last night I was witness to the fact that spending the equivalant to many people's annual salary on an outfit does immune one to making an appearance on this thread... My boyfriend and I attended a private shopping night last night and witnessed a couple of scary things.
The first was a very elegant older European woman who was head to toe Chanel except for her shoes and purse which were Hermes. Stunning outfit. Until you got to the toeless (yes, she managed to find toeless) suntan coloured hose which were not only a different colour than her feet where the hose did not cover, but given that she was very skinny, they wrinkled and bagged on her legs. Even my boyfriend had a hard time not making a comment while she was there.
The other was a woman who looked like she had tried but forgot to finish an outfit but this was not the worst thing which was that, while she was wearing a lovely pair of leopard print low heeled boots, she could not walk in them. She wobbled so bad it was distracting from all the good the boots were doing for the outfit.
I was attending a trade show last week on Phoenix last week. There was a 40 something woman wearing a bright floral mini dress with ruffled pooffy sleeves and a ruffle around the hem. She added a pair of 4 inch platform stilettos in a pink/red to match the background of the dress.........4inch heels with a mini dress made the dress VERY mini. Thankfully it was not windy, and she did not have to attempt to sit down during the show.
Originally posted by oshngrl: Siepres, I was thinking that, as much as I don't completely love your brother's fashion choices, he should have a chance to be young and express his creative side.
This wasn't so much a creative side as a "I'm lost to peer pressure" side. He started hanging out with a really bad crowd of people (promoting drug use on their myspace among many other risky, unacceptable behaviors), and because he doesn't do the kind of stuff they do, he had to find a way to fit in, namely his apparel. However, after he joined the military and especially after tech school, he has become a different person. He has a lot of self-esteem now and doesn't need to hang out with people like that.
There is not a space on your body where it won't hurt, but if you get on a fatty area, it tends to hurt less. I have at the base of my back, which took 2.5 hours and hurt quite a bit. But, not enough to deter me from getting another tattoo on my ankle, which hurt even worse!
I went to two business mixers this week and was shocked at the shoes I saw women wearing. Big black, clunky low wedges. And not just one or two people — but I would say the majority of the women were wearing heavy, ugly shoes. I know they are comfortable, but they look so bad. I realized that only a few years ago I wore shoes just like that. But even I didn't wear them all the time and never to an event like that, but I definitely wore them when I had to do a lot of walking or standing. I don't anymore. S&C kept insisting that there were comfortable and stylish shoes out there, and they were right. You have to really look, and it is still hit & miss for me because of my foot issues, but I now have 2 pairs of high heeled boots and about 4 pairs of dressy shoes that I can wear all day (the rest are saved for short wearings). The secret is to find a brand or style/shape that works for your foot, but they are out there. Don't give up!
What you say about finding a shoe manufacturer that works best for you and sticking with it is right, Buffy. For me I've found those to be Rockports and Cole Haans.
Anyway, back to the subject of the thread. Last night, the guy in front of me at FYE, didn't necessarily scare me, but it was something I would have never thought I'd see--Punk Cowboy.
The guy in front of me was wearing a cowboy hat, Carhartt overalls and work boots, and had ear cuffs, a pierced nose, and piercings in his lip and the eyebrow that I could see.
Yesterday I spent 2 hours at one of the best places to find fashion disasters - a college campus. Here are my two favorite outfits.
The first girl was small and cute but the outfit was awful. She was wearing a white cotton skirt that fell just below the knees. Over that she was wearing a denim, cut-off mini skirt. I didn't see her top because she was wearing a large, dark blue hooded sweatshirt that had some sort of weird design on the front. And of course, a college student's wardrobe wouldn't be complete without a pair of ratty flip flops.
The second girl was about my size, short and chubby. She was wearing what I can only describe as "baby poop" brown pants. The pants were so long that they dragged on the ground and had huge holes in the hem. She was also wearing a dark blue cap sleeve t-shirt. Over the t-shirt she had on a white,sleeveless baby doll type top. The top came almost to her knees and was smocked at the top like a tube top. Of course she was wearing the standard issue ratty flip flops.
Originally posted by oshngrl: Siepres, I was thinking that, as much as I don't completely love your brother's fashion choices, he should have a chance to be young and express his creative side.
This wasn't so much a creative side as a "I'm lost to peer pressure" side. He started hanging out with a really bad crowd of people (promoting drug use on their myspace among many other risky, unacceptable behaviors), and because he doesn't do the kind of stuff they do, he had to find a way to fit in, namely his apparel. However, after he joined the military and especially after tech school, he has become a different person. He has a lot of self-esteem now and doesn't need to hang out with people like that.
There is not a space on your body where it won't hurt, but if you get on a fatty area, it tends to hurt less. I have at the base of my back, which took 2.5 hours and hurt quite a bit. But, not enough to deter me from getting another tattoo on my ankle, which hurt even worse!
It does sound like he has been in the process of finding himself and I am happy to hear he's made really good progress. I think for now I may stick with temporary tattoos. Pain is not something I look for, as it usually finds me. Maybe someday.
Buffy, what are the comfortable shoe brands that work for you? I'm getting tired of dr marten boots, would love to look at something else.
Oh awful person I saw..lady at the supermarket in black sweatpants, birkinstocks, and a leather jacket with a huge fur collar. She also looked about 100 and had a loooong grey ponytail sticking out from her straw cowboy hat. Maybe she is one of the homeless Peta is redistributing fur coats to. Just awful.
Yes, tattoos hurt. But they only hurt once, and then as they heal they itch. I figure that giving birth probably hurts a lot more (and is similarly temporary in its pain but permanent in its outcome), so, like having kids, it's worth doing if you know you'll love it forever.
Another fashion disaster area: the airport. I came home from a trip last night. My favorite one this time was a 40ish blonde woman with her hair carefully blown and crafted into what 15 years ago might have been an enviable mullet. (So much effort for such an outdated look...)
Saturday before St. Patty's day, outside a bar in Philly...
Tall skinny pretty blonde girl, great hair, great makeup... Black tunic-y dress type thing, belted at the waist, with black leggings... Not the best, but acceptable for where we were... And then I guess in honor of the day, bright green furry boots. Not like Ugg furry where it's on the inside, but like, two-long-haired-cats-attached-to-your-feet furry. My friend had turned around to point to a parking space and saw the girl and nearly swallowed her cigarette it was so absolutely strange looking (plus we were all more than a few drinks in at this point and given to laughing loudly at anything and everything we found even remotely funny).
Those boots need to go away. Really bad. It wasn't even cold that night.
This isn't really scary, but it is kind of funny. I was walking into the mall one day and there was a very large woman in front of me. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans that has the words "Apple Botton" on the rear. I guess this is a brand? Anyway, for a brief moment I thought it said "AMPLE Bottom."
Perhaps not scary, but a little worrisome. We're looking at hiring some new help in the store. A gal has come in a couple of times, the first time she was dressed appropriately, skirt, heels sweater top. Today she was dressed nicely, but not appropriately for work, at least IMHO. Actually, my opinion isn't so humble.
And this is a very attractive girl, mind you.
She was wearing heels again (and she's very tall) and a yellow top with kind of a chiffon outer layer. It really looked more like it was a top designed to go on over jeans or a nice pair of slacks, and not necessarily as a skirt, because it was too short--more like club wear--and too sheer. She's olive-skinned to begin with and her legs showed right through the lower section of the skirt/top. One good blow of wind or gust and the whole world would know the color of her knickers. We try to have a rule for the girls in the store--if it's something you'd wear in a club, you don't wear it at work. Period.
Matt, I don't think I'll ever quite 'get' why people don't dress for the things they're going to be doing in a day.
She may be a great potential employee, she might be drop-dead gorgeous. But even if it's a 'nice' dress, it's not right for a day of waiting on customers.
I was in Target on my lunch hour yesterday, and I saw a woman wearing an outfit I just did not get. She had on black frumpy shoes, black culottes (short ones),a mid-weight pea soup colored green coat and her legs were bare. And she had spider veins for days. I couldn't see her top, but I'm sure it was equally lovely. And this woman had nice hair and a really nice Dooney and Bourke purse that I know was not cheap. (They're one of my major weaknesses, so I know what they cost). The whole picture was bad enough, but these ugly spider-veined legs just gave me the creeps. I live in Boston, so it was not exactly a warm day, begging for bare legs. Stacy would have been hyperventilating if she'd seen her, I'm sure.
ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stacy and Clinton would cringe and have me shot, but I have been wandering around--library, bank, and a restaurant for dinner tonight--all day wearing sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt.
I started the day with a visit to my vascular surgeon to fix a serious problem with my varicose veins in my right leg. It's a same-day surgery procedure, but it still took 2 1/2 hours, and I am wrapped from groin to toe in gauze and an ace bandage. This is the only thing I can really wear. But I had things to do and I am 3/4 mobile so I did it. And I make no apologies.
Afterwards, I went home, elevated my leg the way the doctor told me to and slept. Tomorrow night for my dad's birthday dinner I'll slightly nicer trouser jeans, but I'll still be wrapped.
So if anyone complains about a heavy, middle-aged guy in navy sweats and a t shirt gimping around--it was probably me!
Originally posted by cathlib: Matt, I don't think I'll ever quite 'get' why people don't dress for the things they're going to be doing in a day.
Because nobody ever told them otherwise. When I was in college, double majoring in two nerdy science fields, I'd run around those two departments in skinny tight jeans and very tight revealing tank tops. When the zipper on the jeans stopped working I poked holes in the fly and laced it up. I went barefoot, too. No makeup, no hairstyle, just little skinny au naturale me. And I wondered why folks underestimated me so much! I wish somebody had pulled me aside and talked to me, but there weren't many women professors then (and many of them have their own fashion issues), and none of the guys would have had the guts (perhaps with reason -- it's a touchy subject). I just wanted the attention, and I didn't realize that it's possible to project both sexiness and intelligence at once. I thought it was one or the other, and if I couldn't feel sexy in college, then I'd never get to have fun, so it seemed clear which way I'd go.
Oh, how far I've come.
Hope your legs come out better, matt! Health reasons are one of the few good reasons to not dress well. Some things do come first.
Matt, you've just shown why we should never judge a person we pass in the street on what they wear.
A former principal of one of the Church of England's ministry colleges used to wear things off-duty that routinely got him mistaken as the gardener. He still enjoys doing that in his new digs as a bishop.
My scary thing: me, as well. I took the advice that nothing in an outfit should have anything to do with anything else (see the 'no more matchy-matchy thread'. Fortunately, I can stay inside and completely isolated. I wanted to see if my usual nice coordination was really so much worse than the pile of laundry look .
So, it was pink shirt, denim skirt, brown tights, brown shoes (needed to get my feet used to them, I have a trip next week), stone blazer, olive scarf.
EEEEEEEEEEEK. I will never mistrust my own judgment again. Even in the house. Anyone who thinks a coordinated outfit is too 'matchy' needs her eyes checked.
Talk about 'matchy'--Madame Sarkozy is about as matched as you can get. And she looks wonderful, and will probably replace Mrs Onassis as the next great style icon.
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Moonlady--I didn't have any female mentors throughout four university degrees. But because my undergraduate was in music performance, we actually had mentoring in good public presentation, both on-stage and off. Of course, that was for classical musicians, not pop t@rts. So nobody in the department was afraid of telling you, you just can't be seen like that. It didn't mean you blew your budget and didn't eat, but it meant you didn't buy trash, either.
Every time I did mock interviews in my MBA or PhD, the career centres on campus told me that my attire was an asset, and made me look serious and reliable. I'm really glad I had that early training.
I recently watched another... I'll call it an in-house science documentary, to keep it as generic as possible. This would involve some nifty graphics of the latest scientific mission and several bits of interviews with various scientists, engineers, and managers who were involved. Most of those interviewed were men, with only two or three women (this is typical). One of the women actually looked nice, but the others were the standard stereotype of geek chicks. They were clearly trying to dress up a bit for the interviews, but really failing to make themselves presentable. I cringe to think that they represent me in some sense, and how their lack of style may completely fail to inspire any girls who see the documentary. It's continuing the sad stereotype that intelligent, technically-minded women can't be attractive and modern.
Sadly, in the technical fields there isn't any training for what to wear (at least I've never seen any). In my press interviews I've received no help with these things -- not even help with preparing statements for the press, which may be one reason the public thinks we're hard to understand. It's not just that we're esoteric and arcane, there aren't many people standing inbetween us and the public who can help translate what we say. It's tragic.
Have a gander at the women grad students and faculty in theology, philosophy, education, history and foreign languages. Either baggy cr@p or things that look over costumey (worst with the language folks).
And, as always, when you get women and clothing together, there are some alpha females who will bully (overtly or covertly) others into thinking there is only one right way to do things. We had a LOT of that in my department, and the women really turned on me when I lost 30 lbs and started trying to update and find things that showed off a better figure than I had had in 10 years. Not pleasant.
But, I'm a big girl, and I dress to make me happy. Fortunately, it also has the right effect on the people who matter.
Quote: Cathlib "I took the advice that nothing in an outfit should have anything to do with anything else (see the 'no more matchy-matchy thread'. Fortunately, I can stay inside and completely isolated. I wanted to see if my usual nice coordination was really so much worse than the pile of laundry look ." I love to match. I match my earrings (I make them myself) to the shapes on my buttons, or the shapes on my shoes. I love to make dangling earrings with a little charm, and then glue the same charm to the buttons of a blouse. I have boxes of the charms. This looks good with my glasses. They are an old pair that I was able to get lenses for. I have a hat (suede). and I glued a flower shape to the band. The shape is the same as my earrings. I wear this with my tweed pumps that match my skirt. Sometimes I wear my rhinestone stockings (the seams have rhinestones) with my pumps. No oe should look at my srockings and say not tomatch. Thank you.
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Cathlib & Moonlady- I SO relate. I teach at a university in a mostly male science department where the fashion standard seems to be cargo shorts and a tee shirt. I've lost almost forty pounds over the last year and have had to buy a lot of new clothing. I tried to use the occasion to upgrade my style a little... which led the chairman to pull me into his office, sit me down in a comfy chair, and ask "So... are you OK?"
Talk about 'matchy'--Madame Sarkozy is about as matched as you can get. And she looks wonderful, and will probably replace Mrs Onassis as the next great style icon.
That's true, she probably will. The press needs distraction from the real politics badly. And Diana has been dead for a long time.
To analyze the current Mrs.S: She is a beautiful model. Leaving the plane, she appears to be a flight attendant, with her little hat and matching fabric coat; the leather gloves match her belt. (I can't see the bag. Surprise me.) The coat gaps visibly in 4 places in the front, and the collar, which is not meant to be worn open, appears to be unsnapped.
All in all, for the young wife of a head of state, costumed for a formal appearance, very good.
I know what is wrong with the outift (Mills) They are jeans.
The red shirt doesn't match the outfit. It would be better with a dark blue shirt, right? and the panels don't match. The vest should have the two panels of denim. The jacket should have too panels of denim. She had enough fabric, but I am not sure if the pants denim matches the jacket correctly. Also, her shoes look brown form here. They should be navy. Blue and navy don't match.
And the sleeves don't match each other, either.
This is an outfit that you-know-who would like if she didn't say it was too matchy, LOL. I am afraid to say because I got editied before when I called her nutso like Cathlib did.
Also her hair is too straight like a witch, and you can see the roots. Curly is nicer, small curls are the best. Nick should cut it, LOL
There s a nice picture of Hillary Clinton next to it. Her necklace matches her yellow jacket. And the jacket probably matches her pants (a pantsuit.)
It's a miracle when Heather Mills is in clothing at all. I cannot figure how she landed Paul McCartney, a seasoned and sophisticated guy. I'm really embarrassed for her, with the "modeling" she used to do being all over the internet. Cute little f!gure but baaaad plastic surgery. She has never been a fashion icon though, I forget what American award show they went to but she was panned for wearing some sort of I Dream of Jeanie outfit with a b@re midr!ff. Most of her outfits are a "scary thing I saw".
I saw a woman on the street the other day who I found to be quite disturbing and I actually felt sorry for her. For one thing, she was trying sooo hard to be chic, but she wasn't at all. In the middle of a sunny day, everything she was wearing was black. She had a huge black patent and metal hobo bag, some sort of shirred puffy sleeved raincoat, black knit boot cuts and black patent high heeled sneaker type shoes..all very trendy and looked awful and it gets worse..
Her hair was a bad color of bleached blonde in a shaggy long layer style, but it was thick and broken and desperately needed a cut and color and in her case, an iron. And her skin was bad..even though she was thin, her face looked puffy and bloated.
She was altogether attention grabbing and pitiful. I had no idea whether anything she was wearing was expensive or cheap but they looked terrible on her..but really her skin and hair were so neglected it made everything she was wearing seem cheap.
Now the clincher..I saw her for a total of 45 seconds as she crossed the street in front of me and thats how quickly most people register to the minds eye. I was reminded of 2 things by her..take care of yourself from within..well 3 things..don't skimp on grooming and no more than one super trendy item at a time. The high heeled patent sneakers, huge patent bag and super ruched raincoat were just too much.
I just spent some time with one of the worst fashion don'ts that I know, my sister. I saw her Thursday and she was wearing bright yellow pants with a bright purple top. Both pieces looked like they were of an office appropriate style, but they were old and had been washed so many times that they just looked shapeless. My sister also refuses to iron anything that she wears. She also proudly showed me two dresses she had bought from a 2nd hand store. (Around $3 each.) Both were very long, straight shapesless dreses. My sister is about 5'3" so these dresses would have come almost to her ankles. They also had large floral prints. All I could think of was "I give up" dresses. She is just screaming for a fashion makover.
Originally posted by shutterbugmom: I just spent some time with one of the worst fashion don'ts that I know, my sister. I saw her Thursday and she was wearing bright yellow pants with a bright purple top. Both pieces looked like they were of an office appropriate style, but they were old and had been washed so many times that they just looked shapeless. My sister also refuses to iron anything that she wears. She also proudly showed me two dresses she had bought from a 2nd hand store. (Around $3 each.) Both were very long, straight shapesless dreses. My sister is about 5'3" so these dresses would have come almost to her ankles. They also had large floral prints. All I could think of was "I give up" dresses. She is just screaming for a fashion makover.
You must have been gnashing your teeth! The fact that your sister "proudly" showed you those two lovely dresses, it sort of sounds like she is trying in her way to be fashionable, but doesn't have a clue how to make it happen. Is it possible for you to take her shopping and buy a couple of inexpensive pieces to give her the idea of how to pair pieces of clothing? You can even do that in a thrift store. If you can find a more upscale one, your chances are very high that you'll find some quality pieces for her (and maybe even for yourself, too!) Start small until she gets the hang of it and watch her discover her own special style. I think that would be a lot of fun to witness.
Is it possible for you to take her shopping and buy a couple of inexpensive pieces to give her the idea of how to pair pieces of clothing?
My sister and I live about 7 hours apart so shopping with her is out of the question. I really don't think she would listen to me anyway. She thinks I'm a snob because I refuse to buy second hand clothing. (Years of wearing her hand-me-downs have made me steer clear of used clothing.)She is one of these people who spends as little on clothes as possible (and is proud of it) no matter waht the clothes look like. She also doesn't take care of her clothes (washes everything the same way, throws clothes in piles in the floor) so I consider her to be almost hopeless. The really sad thing is that she is dressing her 6 year old daughter in a similar way. The child never gets anything new (unless my mom or I buy it), most of her clothes don't fit properly (well, I know it's too big but it only cost $2) and her clothes are usually badly stained. I know kids will get dirty, but when my 7 year old daughter gets her clothes too dirty I have her change before we go out anywhere. My poor sister would probably have a hear attack if she knew how much I just spent this weekend on my daughter's spring/summer clothes.
My older sister (37) is the same way with clothes, and she has 2 daughters (12 and 9). Since I am by far the most fashionable woman in the family (and I am not a real fashionista, I wait for trends to become the norm before I buy in), I will take it upon myself to take the girls shopping. They live across the country, but DH and I are planning to take each of them for a week or two when they're 13-14, over the summer. It will give them a break from each other and let us get to know them. I have plans, oh, I have plans...
socky, did you say you glue charms to your buttons? I'm sorry, but to me that sounds a little scary...
I am feeling better. I still have some bruising on my leg and there is some tenderness, but I took it easy this weekend. Probably easier than a lot of people normally do after this type of procedure because when I go back to work, I'm on my feet ALL day, so I took as much downtime as possible. My boss also shifted my day off this week to allow me to have four days in a row off so I could heal better. Because when I go back tomorrow, I'm on my feet for 8 hours--give or take a couple.
I haven't utilized this thread nearly as much as I should.
Today was a cold, rainy, windy day in NY.
The girl in front of me on the street was wearing flipflops with her winter coat and scarf. I guess she just couldn't wait to break out the 'flops. They weren't the nice thong sandal kind either--just the generic, rubber-strapped-to-your-foot beach type. I think the fact that you still need a coat and a scarf is a pretty good indication that it is not yet flipflop season (not that it ever is).
Anyway, as I was walking behind her, listening to the grating flip flop flip flop of her every step, I got a good look at the soles of her feet. Let me tell you, New York is probably the worst place on earth to wear footwear like that. The dirt was basically embedded into her feet, leaving that lovely filthy flipflop footprint in their wake. Her shoes were also wet, not that it matters since they are made out of rubber. Am I giving too much credit by calling them shoes? Probably.
And to top things off, her jeans were cuffed up by about 6 inches to accommodate her choice of footwear.
Is this the sexy bikini-for-the-feet that the foot fetishist over in the other forum was talking about? I think I'll pass.
Originally posted by butterfly ginger: I've lost almost forty pounds over the last year and have had to buy a lot of new clothing. I tried to use the occasion to upgrade my style a little... which led the chairman to pull me into his office, sit me down in a comfy chair, and ask "So... are you OK?"
LOL, he's just have to get used to it. I find the best way to handle these things is to let them stumble over their own words while you look slightly puzzled. Then say something they won't understand at all, like "Oh, yes, I did change my hair. I really like it!", when they're trying to remark (tactfully) about your weight. They'll either stop trying or keep stumbling. Try not to laugh out loud.
I don't usually frequent Wal-mart, but that $4 prescription deal is too good, so I stopped in on my lunch break to visit the pharmacy. The line was long and I got a good look at a good many people. Many were just in ratty T shirts and tapered jeans - ugly but nothing shocking. Until a lady got behind me in line. She was about 5 feet tall, and probably 50 years old. Her legs weren't chunky but she carried a ton of excess weight in her midsection. She had a HUGE black and white T-shirt on. A brown canvas hobo purse. And black, SHINY, skin-tight leggings with a stirrup-pant end. White crew socks folded over and white marshmallow athletic shoes. I pretended to be intensely interested in the blister treatments to my left just so I could sneak peeks at her and make sure I wasn't going crazy.
I was shopping for tops today. I found several cute one but the saleslady tried to talk me into this one. I just couldn't get past all the little colored fish. I wonder what S & C would say?
I live in a place where many women wear clothes from what I can only describe as "The Little 80s Shop of Horrors," so I constantly see some pretty bad stuff. It doesn't really phase me that much anymore because everywhere I look I see someone in tapered leg jeans, crazy shoes, big shoulder pads, awful prints, etc. But, I'm going to tell on my mom because she watches WTNW and should know better:
Weekend casual for my mom is tapered leg jeans (high-waisted too), no bra, a turtleneck or tee-shirt, very stained white half-sneakers, and sometimes a gray hooded sweatshirt. She's always good about dressing for work, but on the weekends, she just caves. She has an over-stuffed closet and dresser filled with work clothes, but she keeps buying more. I keep saying, "Let's get you something for the weekend," and she'll just reply: "No, I need new work clothes." I do laundry, so I pretty much know how many clothes people have (and how long they can live without them). She went 3 whole weeks before she finally needed something one time, and even then, I think it was just more of a "I want to wear this today" than an "I have no clothes left" kind of thing.
I also keep trying to go and get fitted for a bra with me, but that's a whole other battle.
But, you know, since I told one on her, I think I should tell on me. I said I would in another thread, and then never did. I hate most of the women's belts. Usually, I just want something simple. I don't want one with flowers or braids or jewels or studs. So, I never buy belts. Well, now that my jeans are getting too lose in the waist, I have to wear a belt, and I sort of ...... uh..... stole my brothers. It's brown (I don't even own brown) and kind of weathered. He used to wear it with huge ostentatious buckles. It's very cowboy-like. *sigh* I suppose I should just break down and buy a new one.
Siepres, don't feel too bad about the belt. I was looking for a simple black leather belt with a small buckle in a fairly heavy finished leather for weeks last year. One day I was in a men's store and noticed that the belts were similar to what I wanted. A men's 30" fits over my jeans in the belt loops quite nicely.
A few weeks ago, a corworker was in from a smaller northern community and I took her shopping. She needed a belt to finish off an outfit and bought one at the same store. If it works, why not.
Originally posted by cheryleb99: If it works, why not.
I agree and I probably shouldn't tell this but... Back when I was much smaller than I am now and was living out in CO (decided to venture outside of NC for about 8 years), I wanted a Colorado Rockies shirt. This was before somebody figured out that some of us women are just as big sports addicts as men so pretty much the only thing available was mens/boys. Anyway, all the shirts in the men's department were huge on me so I ventured over to the boys department and found one that fit perfectly.
I'm actually thinking of picking up the invisibelt. Most of my shirts are hit below the belt area of my pants, so when I wear those shirts with my jeans, it get this weird bulge from my brother's belt. But, if I don't wear a belt, then I walk around all day trying to pull up my pants. Once I stop losing weight (assuming they still fit everywhere else), I'm just going to have them taken in by a tailor.
