So here we go, I picked some of the most hideous, cringe inducing pieces of crap that might make you recoil in second hand embarrassment for your viewing displeasure. I cried myself to sleep shortly after this post.
To your left are my floral leggings from Cotton On. At the time of purchase, I honestly thought wow I am so fashion forward and stylish, is this like haute kOuture??? To be fair, they were very comfortable. My mom said maybe I could be a DIY queen and salvage them and make them bicycle shorts. I said moooommm that's like having shitty booty call sex with someone and then asking them to date you the next day (no, I didn't actually say that) - however, very similar situations.
To your right are these orange stockings. I don't even know what to say, what was I trying to achieve?!
Hi wow there's period blood everywhere on this shirt sorry about this
I actually really like camo print, but people won't take me seriously when I wear this. I'm just a misunderstood camo girl in a big city world okay anyway
I'm trying to revert back to my 13 year old mind set to comprehend why I was compelled to buy this...thing. Potential theories:
- I thought it was very 'Rachel Zoe' / 'Mary Kate Olsen'
- I was hoping its soft and fluffy exterior might attract boys to want to hug me
- Pillow case / dress new trend
Remember when word shirts used to be like a mating call? HEY LOOK AT ME I'M FUNNY AND DOWN TO EARTH AND CASUAL AND WITTY! Now only 50 year old married men wear them, usually some puns about beer or 'You don't make friends with salad'.
Just so we're clear, the shirt on your left says 'You're a black hole, you're dense and you suck'.
Just so we're not clear, I don't know what is happening on the shirt on the right, my aunt got it from China Town I think. I like the intent behind it though, throw a few good sounding words and hope it works out, much like my college essays
This is from Harajuku in Tokyo. I had a pathetic (it didn't last long) goth / scene phase; there was a time when I roamed Xanga, wrote Evanescence lyrics on my school notebooks and listened to The Scene Aesthetic and Rivers of Blood. Yes, I must've thought, this is perfect; the tulle, the ribbons, the possibly satanic and rebellious messages scrawled all over in a font that resembles 'Brush Script MT' is perfect in depicting my deep teen wounds.
This probably won't be my last post on my hideous possessions, because that's what life is about right? Making mistakes like buying orange stockings and then hating yourself.
Feel free to tell me your ugly fashion past / make a post about it so I feel better about myself, thanks!