alright. so you guys have noticed that i’ve been in a bit of a fashion dilemma (see “my style is like whoah“) since i got to philly. ever since starting this job, i’ve looked like a combination of krusty the clown and martha stewart’s bastard stepchild.
I THINK I FIGURED OUT WHAT MY PROBLEM IS.
i am a child of the 90s. i am longing to fulfill my 90’s-ness. you know how moms reach a certain age and just keep the same look going? typically mom jeans (or skirt..hollllaaaa at my religious peeps!), ill fitting v-neck ribbed cotton tee and some janky costume jewelry?
well, when i reach that point, (and it certainly feels imminent) i’d like to go down as the lady who refused to leave the 90s behind.
i.e–i want to be shirley manson.
i mean, why not? just look at this video. what could be easier? it’s the same dress-twice! easy enough for a blind person, short enough to not look like a lezzie. plus combat boots! say goodbye to painful bunions! this just keeps on sounding better and better.
see? she’s so happy!
i really can’t explain this recent obsession, but ya’ll are just gonna have to deal with it.