"Fashion" flashback
Not too long ago, someone posted about their love of their Skidz pants. I remember owning one pair of them, and that was about it. They have long since gone into the cave of storage that is my mom's garage. Well, I assume that they ended up there, or as rags to clean her house. I'd have to ask her to be sure, really.
The other afternoon while I was on line waiting for very inexpensive Chinese food, I noticed an older--probably in his mid-50s or so--man wearing a distinct palm tree patterned shirt. I waited for him to turn around and I fully expected to see the ID#________ label on the single front pocket, but it wasn't there, it was just a rip off. Middle school is a blur of the previously mentioned shirts, Skidz pants, Guess? jeans, Edwin jeans, Z. Cavaricci pants. I know there were some things I remember academically, but mostly the clothes, the horrible clothes. I wanted those horrible clothes so badly. Eventually, that impulse faded away. Eventually, the friends I had didn't care about that at all. I was lucky.
Went to the library and checked out The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, and Life, the Universe, and Everything--yes, I know I should own a copy of all those and more. My copies have been lost to moving and lending them out. It's okay, as long as someone else enjoyed even at least partially.
The other afternoon while I was on line waiting for very inexpensive Chinese food, I noticed an older--probably in his mid-50s or so--man wearing a distinct palm tree patterned shirt. I waited for him to turn around and I fully expected to see the ID#________ label on the single front pocket, but it wasn't there, it was just a rip off. Middle school is a blur of the previously mentioned shirts, Skidz pants, Guess? jeans, Edwin jeans, Z. Cavaricci pants. I know there were some things I remember academically, but mostly the clothes, the horrible clothes. I wanted those horrible clothes so badly. Eventually, that impulse faded away. Eventually, the friends I had didn't care about that at all. I was lucky.
Went to the library and checked out The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, and Life, the Universe, and Everything--yes, I know I should own a copy of all those and more. My copies have been lost to moving and lending them out. It's okay, as long as someone else enjoyed even at least partially.