Juice Prosecuted for Fashion Violations
I was given a severe and unrelenting beat-down at school today from the fashion police. The thrashing was so merciless that no clothing item escaped. Matt called me "Punky Brewster," and -s., apparently self-appointed chief fashion prosecutor, stripped me of all rights to pick on Matt for the way he dresses until May 2006.
Can't a girl wear sweatpants and an old marathon t-shirt on a day she is writing an exam and finishing up her upper-level writing assignment?
I'm hoping to plea the charges down to disorderly conduct.
As if this weren't bad enough, Geoff popped up on IM in the midst of the beat-down to say he had a bone to pick with me about some apostrophe usage.
Why is everyone picking on me?
Oh, AND, Matt and I polished off the rest of the jello salad in the lounge, and we tried to offer a bite to people who walked by, but they all looked at us like we were total dorks. What was that all about? Suddenly people don't like cool whip and marshmallows? What a bunch of snobs!
And now I'm crashing from carb overload due to the leftover potroast I had for lunch. There were lots of potatoes in it. My eyes are all squinty.
What a weird day. I need to finish this crap up and go home. I fear it will be a late night, though. I have a paper due at midnight.
posted by Ugly Juice @ 11:23 AM
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7 Comments:
It is proper and necessary to give the viewing public a true representation of your attire today. First, you are wearing BRIGHT red fuzzy sweatpants that are too big for you. Second, you are wearing your glittery, home painted shoes, and a long-sleeved t-shirt. You are also wearing a brightly multi-colored scarf. NONE of this matches.
I must say, I do appreciate Summra laying down the law. Who says the usual fashion stasi (Anna) is above the law?? This is the USA, where fashion justice reigns supreme.
ha... i love it! do post a picture.... someone has got to have a camera phone for these events!!!
The most important fashion rule of all, which -s and Matt seem to have forgotten, is to dress event-appropriately. That being the case, Juice's attire was, while regrettably mismatched, not as bad as reports indicate. It's finals week. She was working on a paper in the library. While this doesn't excuse the sweatpants (there is no excuse for sweatpants in public unless you are actually working up a sweat), it certainly makes Juice's error less egregious. Considering the fashion assistance Juice has renedered both the hopeless Matt and -s, who seems to think that different shades of black count as variety, I would think they might cut her some slack. The Grand-High Pumba of Good Taste has spoken.
Geoff, Partner for Life, is that you charading as the Grand High Pumba and coming to my assistance? If so, thank you.
I still refuse to roll over on the sweat pants issue, however. Even the Mean Girls were allowed to wear sweat pants once a week. Now, I admit that they were too big. And I admit that they didn't exactly match the rest of my allegedly poorly-concieved outfit. But they were brand new (and Calvin Klein! I got them on sale at Marshall Field's and just took the tags off this morning). Surely that counts for something?
i do love sweatpants. i saw a sparkly hoodie at express. it would really dress up sweats. i told my mom i want it for my birthday and she said 'you might have to buy that for yourself.' apparently, she does not have the share my adoration for sweatpants.
You should have left the tags on the sweatpants...not only could you have made a Minnie Pearl-type statement on cost and designer, you could TAKE THEM BACK.
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