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27 April 2006
Pick something you're wearing right now. Tell a little story about it.→[More:]Hey, I dunno. This feels like kind of a nowheresville day. Just trying to drum up some interestingness.
I'm wearing a sweatshirt I bought in Times Square right after dinner at Virgil's on my third date with my sweetheart.
We recently recreated this memorable third date, but instead of sweatshirt-shopping after, we went to a MetaChat meetup. I like the sweatshirt just fine, but I would choose the MetaChat crowd over it.
I am wearing my old Dansko clogs. They are not the original, first pair of Dansko clogs I ever owned: those are lost in the mists of time and these are, I believe, from the second and the third pair, respectively. They're on a second marriage, you see, each having tragically lost a mate too young. My dog Theo is fond of shoes. He ate the left of my new pair of Danskos first, and after I was done cursing and throwing things, I just wore one old clog and one new one. Eventually they were both quite old and so I got a new pair: for best, for wearing to work. Theo promptly ate the right one and there I was again with one old shoe and one new one. Now they are both so old that there are deep crevasses in the soles and holes in the back and the inner lining slides in and out. But they fit my feet and are utterly comfortable and I slip them on first thing in the morning and forget I'm wearing shoes all day.
I'm wearing a blue t-shirt from this place right now. It's one of my hometown greasy spoons, a place so dumpy and unpretentious that you can't help but feel at home there. Pips brought it back for me when she went home for a visit once, along with a few chili dogs.
My shoes are the best and coolest shoes ever. I got the in Australia only because that's the only place I've ever seen them and I literally had to have them. This is the only pair of shoes I have ever felt that way about. They are a pair of leather Dravens with patterns by Tokyo Hiro (a flash tattoo artist). I will get married in these shoes. That's how much they rock.
I'm wearing a black scarf pulling back my hair that I got in a gift bag at a DIFFA fundraising event. The scarf is cute, but the way my hair poofs out makes me look like a mushroom. Today I am a mushroom head.
I love you, corduroys, because you are the most musical of all my pants. Vutt, vutt when I walk, vutt, vutt, wherever I go, vutt, vutt, up and down the hall vutt, vutt, vutt, vutt, vutt, vutt... Goodness me I have a lot of walking to do! Lucky I'm wearing my most musical pants!
I’m wearing these beat up yellow and red pumas. I bought them for $29.99 at the sneaker outlet at the Pennsauken Mart. The mart is a wonderfully trashy place in south jersey. The first time I took Mr Betty there he could not believe he had never been there before. The sneakers are now a little too beat up and are maybe not quite appropriate for work but I’m crazy like that.
LunaticFringe, those shoes are HAWT! I myself am wearing my flame sneakers from now-defunct Customatix.com. On the back, the left one says "Kate" and the right one says "The Great".
I buy men's jeans. Women's jeans just don't fit. It's a long-waisted thing. So I went to buy these jeans, and the men's jeans section was down three flights and across the store from the closest women's dressing room. I made the long trek four times, I think, before purchasing the Levi's low-rise boot-fit #527's I'm sporting now.
That's pretty boring.
Um. They also have superpowers and can kick your jeans' ass.
I'm wearing a hoodie that I bought in La Paz, Bolivia in 1995. It used to be a dark sage-y green, but it's faded to brown, but it's still in great shape considering it's been worn at least three times a week for the past 10 years. The cuffs and the hem aren't frayed at all. The fabric on the shoulders is a bit thin where it's been rubbed by my backpack's straps.
You know that Adam Sandler song "Red Hooded Sweatshirt"? He could be singing about my hooded sweateshirt, except that it's, um, brown.
I'm wearing a grin I picked up after crossing Jackson Avenue to Quizno's to pick up lunch. When I got there, there was a line of about fifteen noisy high schoolers, how annoying. But the girl behind the counter immediately called to me, "The usual?" and made my sandwich right away. After it came out of the oven, while she put lettuce and banana peppers on it, she said, "I saw the look on your face when you saw the line."
Then her mom knocked 26 cents off my bill and gave me a free bag of Ruffles.
I'm wearing a kara, which I always wear, even though I am not sikh. It represents spiritual armor, which is alright by me and something I think I could really use more of. I had one in high school that my stepmother gave me after a trip she took to India, and then my gf lost it. My sister got me one 10 years later when she went to India and I've worn it ever since. I also like it because it looks like a piston ring.
What I'm wearing right now, not so interesting. Regular office wear.
In about 5 hours, I'll be in my white dobuk pants (lightweight, since my heavyweights ripped doing a side split on Tuesday, grr) and my boyfriend's blue heavyweight dobuk top.
The boyfriend's in CA right now, for his job. I don't know when he'll get to come back to VA for good, we're trying though. He had to stop training (he's a brown belt, I'm a purple) to take this job.
I know it's dorky, and a little cutsey, but I'm wearing his blue jacket until he comes back and I can give it back to him.
I have to say, I just bought, last week and picked up yesterday, a very nice three-button ventless Joseph Aboud suit for a conference that I'm putting on next week. It's my first non-thriftstore adult suit, and even if this is me talking, it looks really good! I wish it were Monday, so I could answer with that as my answer. But then I wouldn't be around a computer, so it's a tradeoff.
I'm wearing a cheap silver ring I bought in Ottawa shortly after breaking up with my ex and immediately after signing the lease on my first solo apartment. It was a trip with my sister and her husband and two kids, and I spent a lot of time with both the kids and the sister, which was very good for me.
The shape reminds me of leaves and growing things, and for that reason I like it.
This watch costs more than your car. I made $970,000 last year, how much you make? You see pal, that's who I am, and you're nothing. Nice guy? I don't give a shit. Good father. Fuck you, go home and play with your kids. You want to work here, close. You think this is abuse? You think this is abuse, you cock-sucker. You can't take this, how can you take the abuse you get on a sit. If you don't like it, leave. I can go out there tonight, the materials you got, make myself $5,000. Tonight. In two hours. Can you? Can you?
I'm wearing the new haircut that I got in my friend's kitchen last night. When he was in hairdressing school, I used to let him practise on my hair--it was really long then, and I had no money for haircuts. Now he works in a fancy-pants salon that I could never afford, but still does my hair in his kitchen for cheap because I used to be his guinea pig and because he's sweet that way. It's the best salon ever--friends pop in and out, we drink wine, we smoke, we chatter on...it's like having your hair done at a kitchen party, but by an actual hairdresser.
Also, Lunatic Fringe--wow, those are some styling shoes.
I am wearing underwear that I dyed myself, in the back yard. There was leftover dye after the last batch of t-shirts, so I scrunched up some undies in a bucket and poured in several colors of dye.
They are yellow-orange-red, and will knock your eyes out.
About a year or so ago, my friend made me a t-shirt with this comic on it. Eventually, after many wearings and washings, the patch that this comic was on came loose and fell off, leaving me with just a plain green t-shirt I wear for a pajama shirt. Sigh.
I'm wearing a pair of white patent-leather mod flats that I bought in Sete. It was part of the most awesome trip ever, just driving and smooching and France.
I'm wearing the bestest pair of red pjs with bears engaged in winter sports. They're fuzzy and have a drawstring and used to belong to an ex-girlfriend. I've always loved her pajamas. They're funny and silly and perfectly express her personality. I would never buy something like that, but when she gave me a pair of her old pjs they became my favorites. See, there are benefits to staying friends with ex-lovers. *grin*
I am wearing a Monkeyfilter t-shirt. I got it from Monkeyfilter. One time a guy named "sexyrobot" recognized me and we talked about monkeyfilter and then he gave me a flier with a bunch of half-naked gay guys on it (not that theres anything wrong with that)
Also, I am wearing brown Diesel sneakers. The odd thing is, and I hope this doesn't sound racist in any way, but black people LOVE these shoes. In that, when they were new, two random black guys complimented me and asked where I got them.
Considering those are pretty much the only comments I have ever gotten in my life from other men on my attire, i think it constitutes a trend.
I used to have this woven straw fedora that I'd gotten for $2 at a thrift store. Whenever I wore it, old black men over the age of 60 would always compliment me on it. (N.B., I am female.)
I'm wearing my Canyon Country Bluegrass Festival tee. We used to go every year, but they stopped having it. My favorite part was always watching the Del Mccoury Band pull up. Dude drives his own tour bus. That's hardcore.
a weirdly off-white buttondown with a purple (sort of a mix of paisley and stripes) pattern, bought in Milan at a really cheap chainstore--Celio--for 10 euros (it was a consolation prize--I only went to that street because a Muji is there (we still don't have them), which Matteo had sent me to, was closed--i'll be going to Muji tho, in Tokyo, which is even better) : >
I dreamt the other night that I gave you a pair of purple shorts, amberglow. They were seriously dark purple shorts, baggy, and they had things all hanging from the waistband wrapped in different colors of duct tape. I explained that they were made by this famous crazy artist and you loved them and immediately put them on and then rode off on a Vespa.
*flails* I've been lurking for a while. It's Trisha's fault, blame her. ;)
Um. Um. On topic comment. Um. dammit, I used up my on topic good ideas.
Oh. Um. I am wearing a watch - it's pretty plain, stainless steel - and the only watch I've managed not to somehow destroy in about 6 years. I am death to watches. I had a Timex sports watch that survived 4 years of heavy wear, which I lost (or was disposed of by a well-meaning SO who hated that I wore 'boy' watches), and then I went through 4 watches in a year. And then got this one. Which is lasting.
I'm wearing a t-shirt from the plug that I bought because I was robbed of winning the haiku contest which would have won me a free shirt. I also bought an opportunity for my girl to be serenaded by the site owner singing a Phil Collins tune, "In the Ait Tonight," and I specifically requested him to do an air drum solo which he obliged. The plug was awesome.
Silver hair: I quit colouring my hair a while back to see how much there was. There's quite a lot. It's just that it seems more apparent when it's short. People think I'm weird (gasp!) but I coloured it to hide the blah brown. Now that there's so much silver, I really like it. Yesterday's hair-cutter really pushed for me to get it coloured. She didn't (or didn't want to) understand that I really like it.
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