Girly Clothes Crap
What on earth is it about spring that makes women's clothing designers want to bring out hideous colors and styles? I'm used to looking through favorite catalogs and thinking either "not my style" or "meh." But the ones I got in today's mail are more along the lines of, "not for love nor money, and my land, whoever thought that was a good idea?"
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mrissas, not now and not ever: nautical. Pastel.
I could go on, but since that covers something like 90% of springtime apparel, I don't really need to. Apparently the ideal for women in the months of April and May is to wear a petal-pink sailor suit. Excuse me while I try to quiet the shudders.
What I want is short A-line skirts in pretty colors and/or patterns. Things that are not comfortable in Minnesota in January. I'm even willing to (gulp) iron. What I want is another three or four versions of the cream top and cream-and-orange skirt I got at Anthropologie last spring. Except that it was the only even remotely similar skirt in the store, so going back doesn't seem like a guarantee of anything.
Clothes. Frustrated with them, cold and/or arrested without them. It's pretending to be spring here just when I want to cling to my sweaters and coat and hat. Sigh.
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I could go on, but since that covers something like 90% of springtime apparel, I don't really need to. Apparently the ideal for women in the months of April and May is to wear a petal-pink sailor suit. Excuse me while I try to quiet the shudders.
What I want is short A-line skirts in pretty colors and/or patterns. Things that are not comfortable in Minnesota in January. I'm even willing to (gulp) iron. What I want is another three or four versions of the cream top and cream-and-orange skirt I got at Anthropologie last spring. Except that it was the only even remotely similar skirt in the store, so going back doesn't seem like a guarantee of anything.
Clothes. Frustrated with them, cold and/or arrested without them. It's pretending to be spring here just when I want to cling to my sweaters and coat and hat. Sigh.
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Crap, now I have an urge to go back to H&M and stock up on ten-dollar black sweaters.
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I am rethinking this moratorium.
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And lets not even get started on shoes. I may have to get a stick and go after shoe designers.
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I hold out when I can, to be sure. It's just...it seems like there should be good spring clothes. It really does. Sigh.
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Take that, pastel brandishing twits!
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Ohhhhhh. What I really want is a dress like the brown one my mom made me...umm...almost six years ago. But she's busy enough that I don't think I can just ask her to go find green or blue or purple polysilk and whip up another one. Sigh.
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I don't shop for clothes in the spring, unless the only other choice is going naked.
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However, I grew up in the South, so it's not purely a fashion choice when I wear them. There's a measure of comfort in it.
One thing I like about being a guy is that seasons seem like less of an issue for my clothes. (Not that I ever buy any anyway, if I can help it).
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Oh, gawd. I know that you and I are about as different build-wise as one can get, but boy I started to shudder with agreement that that statement is just WRONG.
Don't even try to imagine a tall, very broad-shouldered strawberry-blonde in a "petal pink sailor suit." It is scarifying to the mental eyeballs. Raggedy Ann meets Baby Huey. Ick.
I did find some stuff I could live with in the J. Jill catalog - whether or not it fits or I can afford it is, perhaps another matter.
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(Anonymous) 2005-02-15 03:05 am (UTC)(link)Heathah