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Fashion Ugg

Fashion Ugg

Is it just me or are fashionable clothes getting uglier?

We are going out on Saturday night for a bit of a big party and I realize that I need a good "go-to" top to wear when invited to such events. I have jeans - which are the bottom-of-choice - but it's more the upper regions that I seem to be struggling with.

D knows the people from work so I'm showing up even more blind - not quite sure what type of outfits will be about.

My problem has always been I am one of quite a conservative nature. The nicest clothes I have will be in black or blue, although my other Gemini counterpart does tend to make sure "we" buy a lot of orange as well.

And you would think, after all this time of having a minimal wardrobe that I would relish the idea of actually getting a new shirt for the occasion.

If the 5 shops I went into at lunch are any indication of what is out there, this will be as enjoyable as getting my wisdom teeth pulled.

First off, everything is pastel - I HATE pastel. Who ever thought washed out colours would be a good idea? If you're going to wear colour - make it COLOUR!! - a nice bright orange would do.

Alas, in the shops right now it is mostly pinks and pastel greens and blues. Pretty much like the baby clothes I've been shopping around for for my friend and D's sister.

To make matter worse, many shirts are striped - not vertical but horitzontal - isn't there a fat rule about that? The last thing I need is something else to make me feel self conscious about the evening.

So, the colours are like puke, the print styles are unflattering and would you believe it, the actual fit of the shirt looking.

Everything I picked up looked like it could have been made in my grade 7 home economics class.

There are no straight edges, but diagonals. All the trendy shirts will fall off at least one of your shoulders.

They have bunchy elastic around the bottom creating a puffiness around your waistline - isn't that the LAST place you want to look larger?

There's cotton tube tops, halter tops and tank tops - all being portrayed as the best night out shirt when I remember my mother wearing them for hot days in the garden.

And you can guarantee there's a fabric belt or a bow or a buckle or zipper somewhere.

It does have that 80s feel, which I heard is coming back and can I say why????? Can't we just be nostalgic about the clothes without having to recreate our youth by making them "radical" again?

The most frustrating part is that, even though I hate these outfits, there are no other options. All of the ladies will look more "put-together" then me.

And what will I be wearing? Who knows. Probably a button down collared shirt that will make me look like their mom. Great.

Thank goodness for jeans.


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