Went into the city today to see Angelica, mostly so that I could trail her around downtown S.F. while she shopped for some new school clothes.
I did not do the laundry like I said I would.
But laundry can wait, I figured, since I won't see any of my friends (except, of course, for Aurelia) for a year. So fifteen minutes after I bolted out of bed, I was on my way to BART and in the city before 11 a.m. Once Angelica arrived we proceeded to Forever 21, a store I generally dislike because of it slave-to-trends feel. Unfortunately for my wallet, one of the biggest color trends this year has been purple—of all shades but mostly a rich, royal purple—which just happens to be my favorite color.
I think you can guess what happened. Since I so rarely find clothes I actually like given my pickyness, I couldn't resist the allure of of the sweater and t-shirt I found that were perfect. However, it wasn't all pleasant surprises finding attractive clothes in a store I normally avoid; there was still plenty to laugh at, as evinced by this...thing, this lunatic layered blouse combo we saw that left me nearly speechless.
I'm just gonna let that cacophony of color sink in.
It's a personal theory of mine that a certain percentage of the S.F. population—not a big one, but significant enough to be noticed—is more interested in cultivating an appearance that is unique rather than actually attractive. Another exellent example of this is the pair of shoes we saw later in Nordstrom's, of all places:
If you're wondering, then yes, those are indeed holes. In the shoes which no doubt cost at least $50.
The most amusing part of all of this, of course, was that Angelica knows me so well that I hardly needed to explain my horror to her. She's a people watcher, just like me, and she always knows what I'm thinking.
I'm really going to miss you while I'm away, Angelica.
I did not do the laundry like I said I would.
But laundry can wait, I figured, since I won't see any of my friends (except, of course, for Aurelia) for a year. So fifteen minutes after I bolted out of bed, I was on my way to BART and in the city before 11 a.m. Once Angelica arrived we proceeded to Forever 21, a store I generally dislike because of it slave-to-trends feel. Unfortunately for my wallet, one of the biggest color trends this year has been purple—of all shades but mostly a rich, royal purple—which just happens to be my favorite color.
I think you can guess what happened. Since I so rarely find clothes I actually like given my pickyness, I couldn't resist the allure of of the sweater and t-shirt I found that were perfect. However, it wasn't all pleasant surprises finding attractive clothes in a store I normally avoid; there was still plenty to laugh at, as evinced by this...thing, this lunatic layered blouse combo we saw that left me nearly speechless.
I'm just gonna let that cacophony of color sink in.
It's a personal theory of mine that a certain percentage of the S.F. population—not a big one, but significant enough to be noticed—is more interested in cultivating an appearance that is unique rather than actually attractive. Another exellent example of this is the pair of shoes we saw later in Nordstrom's, of all places:
If you're wondering, then yes, those are indeed holes. In the shoes which no doubt cost at least $50.The most amusing part of all of this, of course, was that Angelica knows me so well that I hardly needed to explain my horror to her. She's a people watcher, just like me, and she always knows what I'm thinking.
I'm really going to miss you while I'm away, Angelica.
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