Sometimes, I really feel bad for people who don't wear make up or know how to correctly dress themselves, and I mean, it isn't like I'm Coco Chanel or anything...but, really? Seriously going to leave the house like that? It may be me, me and my crazy old ideas about being- I don't know, let us say...half way decent- but I earnestly do not understand how some people think that they can rock the unkempt brow, washed out face-with-tooth paste in the corner of the mouth look. Either that, or I have some dignity left for how I look.
Example: Going out on a blind date, wearing a hooded sweatshirt from a choir group, with saggy flared jeans. Except, the pants aren't even flared-because the girl who put them on decided it would be a 'wicked great' idea to roll the pant legs up. And even then, the rolled up cuffs aren't at the same level, and not rolled up neatly. Completing the look was a pair of black, dingy knee socks and sneakers.
At first, I get this wave of " Oh my lord, what is she wearing?". Then, the initial 'what the fuck' flash is followed by a surge of pity. Pity that this girl doesn't care about her appearance, and/ or no one ever informed her of how to look presentable; that she might wander through life never knowing that she looks like an 11 year old boy, or that her mom jeans are slowly turning into relaxed painter's pants, or that generally, no one is impressed immediately with character.
Then...I realize who the person is. Usually, the bad dresser legion is filled with girls who don't care about what they look like, because they 'have a great personality'.
What in God's name is this? She leaves for her blind date at some classy dinner joint and comes back with a new man in tow, still with her goddamned stretch jeans.
Utter bullshit. I hate great personalities. It's the downfall of society.
Why wear a business suit to a job interview, when you can wear khaki elastic waists slacks and fleece? Oh, that's right. To look professional and presentable.
"You mean, I can buy REAL denim? Not Wal-Mart brand Faded Glory whatever the hell it is look a like jeans? No. I don't believe it. Won't be comfortable, and comfortable is key."
Suck it up, buy some real clothes and ditch the pseudo self confidence routine.
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Some people seriously just don't care. I actually envy them on a level; if you can leave the house looking like crap and still give off enough self-confidence to pick up a reasonably-attractive fling, then you must have something right.
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