evildeb

I’m a bloodsucking fiend! Look at my outfit!

two tech docs down, two more to go. one easy, and one infused with the tedium of HELL!!
what constitutes an “outfit?” over the weekend, fee’s sister was at her house, changing for the eddie izzard show. *pause… think of eddie. deep sigh.* anyway, aaishya [while i am not entirely sure i am spelling the name correctly, it is true that it starts with a bunch of vowels in a row] was putting on some jeans. some ANNE TAYLOR jeans. because she’s posh. they had some scallopy things along the bottom of the leg. and creases. because she irons her jeans. again, she’s posh. so she tells us how the anne taylor sales girl talked her into buying the matching denim jacket. which, fee and remarked, made what she was wearing “an outfit.”
evildeb said that what i was wearing today came damn close to “an outfit.” but i disagree. i just match. see, i am wearing a long sleeved red tshirt, levi’s, and navy blue suede converse star sneakers. but the kicker is, i have my family tartan in my hair. i have a scrunchie made out of my tartan. which is red, with blue and white. so it matches. it’s not an OUTFIT because i did not buy any of these pieces together. they are four separate elements that happen to match.
not an outfit. not an outfit at all.
edit: i also have a navy blue hoodie. but i ALWAYS have that. that navy blue hoodie is E.O. as in i wear it Every Other day, practically.

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