Wear Your Attitude..Really!?!?!?
Stand-Alone Dreamer | 8 April 2005, 10:03pmHelp!! I'm all surrounded by fashion elitists!! According to them, I am to fashion what Donald Trump is to hair. I walk among these elitists, talk with them daily, eat with them, drink with them, even inhabit in the same dwellings as they do. They are my friends and I am the fashion enemy.
The elitists I speak of don't come from the high-class fashion districts of Paris or NY; not even from the brazen Bombay fashion scene. I'd like to say that they mean well, but what they mean is far from well. They stand for all that is evil and uncomfortable with their odd shaped wide-for-feet shoes and their skin-tight torn and oily t-shirts. Most of my crimes of fashion these days, like the failure to know the difference between casual jeans and dressed up jeans, are of the forgivable kind. Accordingly, the elitists insult me in a joking, friendly manner. Had they known me before; in my college days, I guess; a friendship would've been impossible.
School Days - Sweating it Out
I've got a history of bad fashion choices dating back to elementary school when I fought my Mom daily on outfit choices. I was miserably proclaimed to be the one (in the family of 8 school going kids; include my cousins here!) who refuse to wear anything that even resembled 'neat', Nothing really mattered; the color, the style, the shades, the state of the buttons...Nothing! My poor Mom never ever had a chance to get me into those unheard of things called jeans, acid-washed for whose pleasure I don't know. I also used to sport some kind of gargantuan, shade glasses that spanned my brow to the middle of my nose. I still refute the claim that these frames were my choice, mainly because the sun glasses were the root of my everlasting emotional scars. It's possible they're even the cause of my unfashionable style today. At that point, it didn't matter what I wore because all anyone noticed was the huge alien force that had landed and taken over my face. I was a hopeless wreck.
Middle School - Neon to Normal
With my glasses far behind me, I started off middle school with high hopes for a new reputation. I remember my first day of sixth grade well. I had more than enough things in my mind; forget about choosing out of brown or blue shirts . Finally some white trash that I picked up to wear had 'gone out of fashion at least 10 years ago' according to my cousin. In eighth grade I began hanging around with the "elite" clique and started dressing normal for a while. But normalcy was just the brief phase before "gangster."
College - G-Funk Era
My gangster phase came with its own line of floor-scrapping, baggy Jyncos that were always at least three sizes too big, a variety of No Fear t-shirts, and 'cool' shoes. The clothes and the attitude lasted into my Inter days when I realized that girls didn't like guys who looked and acted smarter than they did. I attempted normalcy once again but faltered occasionally as in the day when I wore two completely different shoes and failed to notice for the major part of the day. From then on I thought I had it together but the elitists continue to accuse and prosecute me for fashion crimes.
After College, at Work - Guilty as Charged
It's painful getting ready for a day out with the elitists. My first choice of any outfit is always a no-go, sealed by a disgusted look and the simple phrase, "No." A shirt change is the most frequently suggested provision, so I venture back to try again. I grab a more daring piece: To my dismay the elitists were "never a big fan of Reds" Now I'm too tired to try anymore so I go with a basic, pre-approved blue v-neck with a black jeans. The boring, predictable, and most importantly, safe choice.
If I've got any nice shoes, it invariably is because of some accident (refer the post that describes SHI for more details). I used to pry over various footwear stores day-in-day-out and finally manage to buy one that was 'decent' looking according to me, and present them proudly to prove my attempt at improving my fashion sense, only to be told that I've got a characteristic "grandpa style" to my shoe choice.
"My uncle would love those shoes. In fact, he probably has a pair of the exact same ones!" one elitist proclaimed. I couldn't argue because my uncle loved them, too; he was the one who suggested I get them. To me, "grandpa/uncle style" is better than forcing my foot into something so dangerously designed it may mould my foot into a legitimate weapon.
I also don't understand the whole matching thing. I'm forbidden to wear anything but black shoes with a black jeans. Why?! How can I be expected to constantly change shoes bcoz my jeans have started fading. And who said navy or midnight blue can't go with black? Half the time I can't even tell the difference between black and midnight blue because it's midnight, and everything's dark anyway. Belts can really get ridiculous. The whole premise of a belt is to keep your pants up, right? Not only does the belt have to match the shoes and the pants, but it needs to be exact, scientifically exact. If my belt happens to be a little darker than my shoes, the whole outfit's a joke to the elitists. But I wear it anyway.
As I continue to defy the laws of fashion I can't help but wonder if I'm really so deviant. The elitists are the ones spending all their money on clothes, constantly revamping their wardrobe. They are the ones that must stay on top of the trends, never satisfied with their current attire.
No thanks, I'll just keep the shoe on the same foot.
Current Mood: Confused
Current Music: I am still alive...
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1. By new visiter to your blog | 11 Apr 2005, 1:50am
The elitists wear clothes that scream somebody else's attitude which they claim is their own 'style'.
Glad you ain't no elitist....
2. By Stand-Alone Dreamer | 11 Apr 2005, 11:50am
I couldn't agree more!
I'm glad that there are new visitors in my blog! :)
3. By Stand-Alone Dreamer | 11 Apr 2005, 11:54am
I couldn't agree more!
I'm glad that there are new visitors in my blog! :)
4. By Stand-Alone Dreamer | 11 Apr 2005, 12:02pm
I couldn't agree more!
I'm glad that there are new visitors in my blog! :)
5. By subliminalGuru | 14 Apr 2005, 1:41pm
We got to know u r really glad. u could stop it now.
6. By Stand-Alone Dreamer | 14 Apr 2005, 2:05pm
Poor me..being held responsible for some technical dysfunctionality
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7. By same old new visiter | 14 Apr 2005, 8:48pm
technical dysfunctionality =you.Ha!