Have you heard of the movement going around lately where people are trying to go for X number of days without wearing jeans? It sounds like such a great idea, and I’d really love to try it, except that it would just have to be renamed “X days naked” because I would be out of alternatives in about three days.
Yeah, clothes. If I were braver slash crazier slash organized at all, I might start taking photos of my outfits every day and doing a once a week round up of what I wore and open it up for discussion among the internet. Except that HELL no I’m not going to do that. A.) Because I am too fragile a flower for comments on my daily appearance and B.) I can’t dress for shit.
Now. Come on, you guys, I’m not trying to be over the top with my fashion-sense bashing, but I do think it could use a little bit of a tutorial. Like a nice animated head app for my (non-existent) iPhone that would nod emphatically and wink or something if you got your outfit right that day or suck air between its teeth and slowly shake its wide-eyed head when you missed the mark. How helpful would that be? Steve Jobs, you can have that one for free.
For now I better get off this computer and go figure out what ensemble I can cobble together for tomorrow. If I don’t assemble something the night before, I’m scrambling simply to find pants in the morning, sometimes in the dark, and terrible, terrible things happen when I make last-minute outfit decisions. It’s a wonder I haven’t yet stepped out in a denim tuxedo and Crocs.*
*I do not own Crocs. For the record.