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1992 called. it wants its look back.
I worked from home today, and was therefore not dressed to go outside where it was getting on for cold when rehearsal time came around. Needed another layer. So for reasons that aren't a hundred percent clear in my mind but probably have to do with ease and comfort and not having time to actually think about putting together anything that could reasonably be called an outfit, I dug up an old plaid flannel shirt and threw it on over my t-shirt and blue jeans.
My first impulse was to say Oh my god, I can't quite believe this thing ever fit me; but of course that's wrong, isn't it. There was never a time when this thing actually fit me, not ever. It wasn't quite as ... sacklike fifteen years ago as it is now, but even then, Much Too Big was what we were doing. (I could just about wear this shirt as a dress, y'all. In fact I own dresses approximately this length; only they, you know, fit, instead of just hanging there.) I was reminded of this on vacation when my friend C was telling me that half her maternity wardrobe is stuff she had left over from high school and college, and how depressing is that, that stuff she was wearing then actually fits her better now that she's seven (well, by now, closer to eight and a half) months pregnant. The 90's were a disappointing fashion time, weren't they, although they were comfortable and low-maintenance for those of us who weren't going the Mall Hair route.
And they may be coming back, apparently, though it's the earlier 90's than mine. The tapered jeans, as I said before. AUGH! I should have seen it coming when the babydoll dresses over leggings ([raises hand] guilty, but in 1994) were back this spring, but somehow I didn't see that as the OMEN OF EVIL that it obviously was. Somehow a dress over leggings doesn't bother me nearly the way a sweater over leggings does. I say again: leggings are not trousers.
... Whatever further thoughts I had were chased away by the spectre of jeans with zippers at the ankles. ([raises hand] guilty, but in 1989.) [shudder]
My first impulse was to say Oh my god, I can't quite believe this thing ever fit me; but of course that's wrong, isn't it. There was never a time when this thing actually fit me, not ever. It wasn't quite as ... sacklike fifteen years ago as it is now, but even then, Much Too Big was what we were doing. (I could just about wear this shirt as a dress, y'all. In fact I own dresses approximately this length; only they, you know, fit, instead of just hanging there.) I was reminded of this on vacation when my friend C was telling me that half her maternity wardrobe is stuff she had left over from high school and college, and how depressing is that, that stuff she was wearing then actually fits her better now that she's seven (well, by now, closer to eight and a half) months pregnant. The 90's were a disappointing fashion time, weren't they, although they were comfortable and low-maintenance for those of us who weren't going the Mall Hair route.
And they may be coming back, apparently, though it's the earlier 90's than mine. The tapered jeans, as I said before. AUGH! I should have seen it coming when the babydoll dresses over leggings ([raises hand] guilty, but in 1994) were back this spring, but somehow I didn't see that as the OMEN OF EVIL that it obviously was. Somehow a dress over leggings doesn't bother me nearly the way a sweater over leggings does. I say again: leggings are not trousers.
... Whatever further thoughts I had were chased away by the spectre of jeans with zippers at the ankles. ([raises hand] guilty, but in 1989.) [shudder]
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I am, of course, entirely horrified by it now.
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