Obviously, everyone has their own interests and genre, and everyone's blog serves its own purpose, but I really couldn't work out the point of these particular offerings.
They went like this:
This is what I wore today...
And I thought, "Really? That's your blog? Daily posts of 'this is what I wore today'?"
I quite like posts that start off with This is what I made today... and This is what I read today... and to a lesser degree, This is what I cooked today... but they all imply that something creative has taken place, neurons have been firing, and a unique thought or thing has been delivered.
But "this is what I wore today"? It's just so ... vacuous.
That being said, this is what I wore today:
My best friend gave me this shirt over a year ago and I had so far been unable to find a place to exhibit it. This morning while I was searching for something to wear, I looked at it and decided that, while it didn't exactly fit with my normal work attire, it was indeed 'something to wear'.
I quickly discovered that, although it's fun to wear, and it hugs the figure nicely, this is not the shirt for a woman who needs to get things done. There is far too much sleeve going on for it to serve any practical purpose.
You can't make your children's lunches in this shirt. You can't eat breakfast in this shirt. I tried to do my hair in this shirt and ended up having to take it off (the shirt, not the hair) so I wouldn't keep wrecking it (the hair, not the shirt).
Once at work the 'taking it off' option was no longer available, or at least, appropriate, and I was constantly knocking papers off my desk. I had to wrap the excess sleeve around my arm so I could type properly.
But I felt very pretty when I walked.
I think this must be its sole purpose. This is a shirt to walk in. I imagine you could probably wear it to a party, as it could quite possibly be a shirt you could hold a drink in, provided you didn't actually have to get it yourself.
I know I won't be wearing this shirt to work again, but if I ever get the opportunity to walk into some place and hold a drink, I've got the perfect thing.
7 comments:
Wow, with a bit of gaffer tape and some strong biceps, you could probably stash a few bottles up those sleeves. Impressive.
Thanks very much for the enjoyable read - that's one blog entry that could have started with "Today I wore..." which I would have stuck with.
Now there's something I hadn't thought of. Thanks for the idea, Not Drowning.
I could use it for smuggling large quantities of appropriately priced snacks and beverages into the cinema.
Your blog entries never fail to make me laugh out loud, or giggle nervously.
Nice top, by the way - I had a top like that which I wore with a white suit... to a wedding.
Yep, although you don't have to do much at a wedding except stand, eat and drink, I managed to make hard work of those usually easy things.
Red wine on my sleeve, roasted capsicum on my front jacket lapel, and reaching for the salt over my pumpkin soup at the reception was the last straw. Let's just say I didn't take myself too seriously that evening...
It's long.
Are you sure it's a shirt?
Put some stockings on, some CFMs and away you go!
In my place of employment, Perseus, it is definitely a shirt.
Your suggestion, however, has hit pretty close to the mark. Although, I'm not sure if this is because of your intuition for fashion, or your desire to see more leg.
I believe the correct way to wear it is with opaque leggings and some strappy high heels. I am quite happy to wear it incorrectly simply to avoid the leggings.
Kymmie, I have a theory that the weight of all that extra material creates a food-based gravitational pull. The pumpkin soup could be on the other side of the table, but when you reach for the salt it simply can't resist the mighty force of the sleeve.
Just walking past the buffet table could cause your dry cleaning bill to skyrocket.
With a shirt like that it is all about being noticed! Now if the reason you are noticed is NOT because of how sensational you look in it, which I am sure you did, but because of the clatter of small items falling from furniture as you wander past whilst the sleeves swish in your wake....well, at least you still got noticed! Purpose of shirt achieved! :)
On your previous post, it sure is a milestone when your children reach the age of 10! It is a bizarre milestone which leaves you wondering how on earth 10 years can pass in no more than a blink of the eye, and surely you can not be old enough to have offspring that old! Somewhere in the mind I'm sure we all think we are still 25 and the ravages of the last 10 years are merely a figment of our imagination. Well, that is what I tell myself at any rate!
Often, when I buy an item I love, I wear it almost constantly for a week, regardless of appropriateness, practicality and ultimately, stench.
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