Dressing on the side

Do you ever look at people and think, "wow, what were they thinking?" Like some sort of self-appointed guru in fashion, I have rebuked frumpy frans and outdated orphilias since I got my first pair of platform shoes.

Thank you Spice Girls for my 3rd grade fashion!

But lately, I've been reevaluating myself. Am i REALLY dressing well? I don't remember my last clothing purchase (ok i do, it was a shirt dress and it was pretty darn cute and cheap... and also a bit over sized but it makes me look thinner...) But on a day to day basis, are people really judging me?

fig 1)

The typical frisbee attire. I forget the mounds of fat that rolls around my stomach that becomes accentuated when I wear this. Not to mention the see-through-ness of my leggings and my penchant longing to wear the brightest chonies when i decide to wear this. The above picture should also have the following photo in the equation

this pictures is not actually me, but closely resembles it

Once I went to class in the above attire, and I realize that these v-necks actually need replacing. Many washings as well as dirt chucks that attach itself to said shirt when I lay out during frisbee practice has turned these white shirts to off-white-boarder-line-grey-shirts. As I was talking to the girl next to my on the computer, she was looking at me then my shirt, then quickly realizing her mistake, looked at my face again. She was looking at the rim of discoloration around the collar of my shirt. Mortified and not caring at the same time, I decided to not wear that shirt anymore. From then on, I check for stains in brightly lit areas rather than the first one I found on the floor.

fig 2)

Notre Dame Cardigan

Not a vase, a strapless dress

This is not too bad. Except for the fact that the cardigan is literally my ND uniform. I like it! I've gotten complements... from former students on the Davis campus. It's cool. I think I've gotten other complements from other people, but it was also really dark  and they were partially intoxicated probably. And they had cataracts. And they under the spell of always-telling-a-lie. But it's not terrible except for the fact that I'll wear a nice dress only having to wear something over it so it would look decent. If you know me, I can make a turtle neck look indecent. Thanks, mom! for these chestical growths pouring out of the front of my dress. I do have a lot of cute dresses though. Too bad that I had to be covered by the banality that was our uniform. You can take the girl out of all-girls-catholic-school but you can't take the all-girls-catholic-school out of the girl. Whew, that was a bit much to type out.

Fig 3)

EVERY SORORITY GIRLS' BASIC NECESSITY. OMG. TEHEEHEE

Ignore State printed on the side

Literally, this is what I woke for like 3 days straight. Why? well, one of the days was a midterm, and the other times, i was just cold. The northface sweater above is literally a fundamental piece of clothing sorority girl. Sometimes i wear it with fig 1's attire and put my hair up in a messy bun and pretend i'm a skanky ho that's majoring in anthropology and love the color pink. But lately, I've toned it down and I've been wearing them with my pilling sweats for lord knows now long ago. (i do remember wearing them during middle school. ancient times dating back to 9 years ago. OMG.. nearly a decade. WHERE HAS TIME GONE? I'll tell you where it's gone. it's gone into the seems of my blue sweats and unraveling it to pieces one thread at a time). 

You know why else this jacket may look familiar to you? My entire family has it. Including my grandma.
Mom: "it da goot deal. 60 dawla! i buy fo. one fo you, fo vi, fo grandma, fo mommie. And daddy get one too. onlee fitty dawlah. soo cheep!"

vi tran via facebook: "mom bring asian flair to france"

So yeah. I dress terribly now. I keep thinking to myself that possibly one day, I'll get a job and maybe finally, I'll buy real clothes. Even at retail price! So now, if you see a girl who's dressed as though she's a haggard hobo. Hit a sista up! That's me!