I think one of the reasons we dread cleaning out our drawers and closet is that it forces us to face our failures. And, by that, I mean fashion failures. The piles of clothes on my bed, destined for Goodwill, represent many 'what was I thinking?' moments. The boat neck shirts I kept buying and buying, even though I could never figure out how to hide my bra straps under them... the cropped sweaters I thought would look cool over long-tailed camis and t-shirts....the "nice" shirts I bought for work that made me look like a box....sweaters with gold buttons (what?!!?)....the list goes on and on. The upside is, in one of my drawers, I found this photograph of me - circa 1985-ish - that made my fashion faux pas pale in comparison to my hair disasters. Check out the shoulders on that dress, though. I could tackle that woman with the sleek ponytail and bring her down!
4 comments:
I like that -- "fashion failures." I have many of those!
The shoulder pads though - absolute priceless! :-)
What? Shoulder pads are out? You looked adorbs here! Totally adorbs!
I remember those shoulder pads. I have such broad shoulders as it is, I had to take them out!
To be honest, I kind of miss the pads. I always liked the way they minimized the hips.
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