C'mon Chels. Are you in a gay male revue? Sweetheart, no. This is the present me talking to me in this photo by the way. What was I thinking? This outfit MIGHT be acceptable for someone with a rockin' body but I'm just average, maybe even slightly less. When I sit down that belly ring disappears in between my fat rolls like a oyster protecting its pearl. At the time this photo was taken I had recently lost a fair amount of weight and for some reason I started dressing like Cher.
Okay. I wore this hat from Dollarama across the entire United States of America thinking it was fashionably acceptable. Also, no those are NOT novelty glasses. At the time, I thought those glasses actually looked good on my face. The hat without the glasses/the glasses without the hat does not make this any better. I'm not exactly sure how I did not get beat up on this trip.
This is a maternity dress I bought at Wal-Mart. Personally, I fail to see what is wrong with it. I get a lot of stares. I'm not sure if they are trying to find the hidden object in my dress like those things in the newspaper or if they think I'm really sexy.
Okay. This is not a Halloween costume. Allow me to explain. Someone had asked me to accompany them to a wedding and I felt I needed a new dress. I was on a tight budget (I'm always on a tight budget) so I decided to see what Value Village had to offer. I found this beauty and thought to myself "WOW! This is unique!" It was a little tight in the anal region but I thought to myself "hey, just cut it and add some fabric. I had to have it, it was sure to impress my date. So, 8 dollars later and a few pieces of added material and I was all set for the wedding. When I got it home and tried it on my Mom, Dad, Brother, Cousin, Mailman, informed me that velour and lace dresses are not sexy. Yes, it was made of velour. I ended up buying a more suitable dress and used this one to create an Edward Scissorhands Halloween costume (seen below).
One word explanation: Hangover.
Kids, sometimes in life we forget to look in the mirror before we leave the house and sometimes we choose outfits that are pretty on the hangar, but look like authentic whale skin when we put them on. It's always a good idea to make sure your tits fit in your dress and that your fat rolls aren't accentuated by a tight fitted waist.
First date. JK. 80's night; perfectly acceptable.
If I'm going to hang out at a friends house, this is my normal attire. I don't see the point in getting dolled up to just watch movies. *wonders why she hasn't been invited over to many people's homes*
Being warm is ALWAYS a priority over fashion. Danger does NOT take a vacation. It's always lurking.
Nothing about this shirt is okay. The revealed bra strap; no, just no. The pattern; please God no. The way my boobs are are sticking out under the black detailing; help me.
Oh for fuck's sake the hat.
The only thing making this right is that I'm at a gay club. In fact, I am dressed rather conservative.
Why did nobody inform me that my shorts made my vagina look 87 times bigger than it actually is...?
The Who may be cool but wearing their t-shirt with a striped sweater underneath is not.
Uh, yea. Nope, no, can't explain this one.
Until next post, please if you ever see me in public wearing something like this, let a sister know she don't look so good.
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