Sometimes when I try to go out of my comfort zone and be trendy, things just go horribly wrong. Take this outfit, which I bravely wore to Bunco the other night:
That little make-any-tank-top-modest sweater was in my closet leftover from back when they were cool. (Oh wait, was that ever?) I don’t know why I still have it. Probably just to keep me humble in situations like this. I really should throw it away I think.
I paired it with my teal Costco tank top that I love so much I also bought it in salmon roe (the colour, you see, of salmon roe) despite the minor—yet not to be ignored—detail that salmon roe is quite possibly the worst colour I could ever wear.
The thing that sealed this outfit’s fate in the Oops Files is the fact that I asked Poor Kyle what he thought of it and he said it made my boobs look big. He’s got a point, but it’s not necessarily a point that makes me want to wear this outfit ever again for all the days of my life. (I hate boobs, in case you didn’t know.)
I should’ve changed the entire getup right then and there, but I was already five minutes late to Bunco (intentionally, because I know all about being fashionably late, or in my case just late) but to be any later than that would’ve been awkward. So instead I threw in a hair flower in the hopes of distracting all the Bunco women from the masses under my chin.
Which it might have done, but I think in the process the flower just called more attention to the fact that I had stupidly tried to curl my too-short hair with a flat iron (a la Hairdresser on Fire) earlier that day, which really just made me look sloppy. Poor overworked flower.
Still, I do like my flower, and that’s good because there are 24 more of them where that one came from, but I’ll tell you about them tomorrow (HOORAY, TOMORROW IS NOW TODAY, and YOU CAN WIN A FLOWER HERE).
As for today, I would just like to publicly apologise to that fashionable population of humanity for falling so short of the mark.
I do try, guys.
For whatever that’s worth.
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This post is in conjunction with Niki’s What are You Wearing series over at her blog.
Hey, Niki, you never said that What We’re Wearing actually has to look good.
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