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I am on a hunt for the perfect shirt. Something flattering and fun since I have been feeling a little drab lately. Today I took my sister lunch while she was working; She works at Anthropologie. This was only my second time in the store, and I did a little browsing in the clearance room to see if there was something cute and affordable that I could be excited about. There were a lot of cute sweaters and cardigans but I kept questioning myself wondering if these clothes were really cute or if I thought they were supposed to be cute because they are from "Anthropologie" and I didn't know better. I kept thinking about outfits from my childhood that I thought were awesome, I planned them out for days, even weeks sometimes, so that I could dress to impress. I kept laughing to myself thinking 'what was I thinking?!' and hoping that I am no longer such a fashionista flop!
Here are a few of my fashion fiascos...
6th Grade: Girbaud Jeans were hot. The tapered legs, the ginormous behind pockets, the dagger shaped pocket at the knee and most importantly, the little white tag on the fly. For my birthday I wanted nothing more than some Girbauds (pronounced jir-bo's for you younger readers). My mom let me get a pair of shorts just before my birthday so that I could wear them on my special day. They had blue and white horizontal one inch stripes and they were awesome. The night before my birthday I laid my shorts with a white square neck shirt (complete with shoulder pads) and my gladiator sandals, on the bathroom floor so they would be ready for me when I got out of the shower. Apparently that night my youngest sister slept walked into our room, thinking it was the bathroom, and went to the bathroom on my other younger sister. At least that is what my younger sister told me when I asked her why her urine soaked pajamas were lying on my birthday outfit. Needless to say I had to hold off my perfect birthday outfit one more day, but I am sure I still looked awesome because even a day late they were still Girbauds.
7th Grade: I really lucked out in my Jr. High school clothes shopping because I found a mustard yellow pair of Girbauds and a fuschia pair for only $17 dollars each. Later on that year everyone was wearing v-neck sweater vests from The Limited and they were stylin to the max, but a little out of my price range. Instead I found a sweater vest that buttoned up the front and had small multi-colored stripes. It went great with my fuschia jeans or my yellow jeans! When I asked my older sister how I looked she told me I didn't have the chest for the vest and that I should let her wear it instead. Not a chance, I took care of it. Unfortunately the next day at school when I sat down in third period I noticed my stuffing had come loose and had to make a mad dash to the girls room.
8th Grade: Thank goodness flannel shirts and baggy frayed bottom jeans were in style because I was at an "awkward" stage, as my Grandma put it, and I didn't have to worry about skinny jeans or belly shirts. One day I thought I would look awesome with my black baggy carpenter jeans, my striped converse double soled platform shoes, my black velvet choker with a silver star and my extra long black and white striped cone shaped beanie (the ones that looked like night caps with knots tied at the end). All I needed was the shirt. I wasn't confident enought to pull off the bodysuit so I decided to go with a Mossimo T-shirt, only I didn't have one. I headed down to the Quicksilver store and went to the sales rack. It didn't take me long to find one I liked, it was tan and had a cute little cartoon man smiling and waving. Thankfully the sales cashier was obligated to tell naive youngsters that the smiling cartoon was actually a popular form of contraceptive. Humiliated, I ran out of the store. I ended up borrowing my sisters stayin alive Mossimo shirt and started the day dressed and feeling awesome. It didn't take long for me to feel a little uncomfortable and awkward in my get up but I hadn't showered so I had to keep the hat on and there wasn't much I could do to save my outfit.
I would like to think I have outgrown my fashion follies but today I looked in my closet and all I could think is 'why did I buy that?' and my only explanation is that it was on sale at Target. So now I am determined to go to real live clothing stores and try some new things without trying so hard to be trendy. Wish me luck. I need it.