i am what people in the “biz” call fashion-retarded. i’m completely not into trendy clothes. i’m not even into fashionable clothes. the one fashionable moment i think i had in my life was back in third or fourth grade. i was wearing cargo pants WAY BEFORE anyone else was. do you see all the cargo pants now? man, i was like 18 years ahead of the industry.
so whenever it comes to having to dress up nicely, i am a little fashion-challenged. it’s weird because my sister is a total fashion expert. like, omigawd, totally! no, i kid, she’s not an airhead. but she is fashionable and i’ve always wondered why i couldn’t have shared in some of those genes of hers.
there was a phase in my college years that i really liked plaid. i don’t know why but everything that i wore was plaid. sometimes i see pictures from that phase of my life and i cringe…not that i know any better now. speaking of which my mom bought me a plaid jacket for xmas. it’s quite tacky, but it’s warm so i wear it from time to time.
but i actually am in need of shopping for new clothes soon. nothing outrageous, just need to spruce up the selection a bit. and then i run into the same problem that i run into whenever i have this thought. i have no idea what kind of clothes to buy. if left to myself (which i have been for a while now) i inevitably buy solid t-shirts and shorts. it is a little alarming how many t-shirts i have. what’s probably more alarming is that i will go to the mall, look at clothes, and come back with more t-shirts even if i tell myself that i don’t want to buy t-shirts.
so i’ve been thinking, maybe what i need to do is employ the aid of some female assistance. the problem is that i have a hard time trusting a lot of people with clothes choices for me, so finding someone who i can trust may be a difficult task in and of itself. we shall see.