I wore this last week to meet up with some newfound friends! Man, I love Twitter, yes I do.
- Farylrobin Visby boots – it has mostly gotten way too hot for me to wear my beloved Fluevog engineer boots. They’ve taken quite the beating this winter. This was kind of my last stand as far as boots go, I think, I probably need to get some nice flats. (I can’t wear the flat sandals, I get too grossed out at the idea of how dirty my feet would be…)
- Target pencil skirt
- Target tank top, diy bleach striped
- Secondhand…H&M, I want to say? lace top off eBay
- Secondhand necklace from that store I used to work at in Joplin
I love that lace top. It doesn’t add a ton of bulk, but it’s cut in a very flattering way and is a nice way to cover up a tank top.
Which brings me to a thought: I saw one of those ridiculous image memes within the last few weeks or so that was an image of someone holding a card. The card said “Please…don’t wear clothes that show your fat rolls, show your bra straps in public, or (insert something else obnoxious, I forgot). Signed, the Public.”
I hate that crap. I won’t even touch the fat rolls one, because I’m sure someone else could do it more eloquently, but seriously, effing bra straps? Are you kidding me? I don’t worry about my bra straps showing in public, you want to know why?
- Because that is ridiculous and the sight of a bra strap never hurt anyone.
- Because I wear a 34DDDD. Most of the bras I can find in my size look something like a dowdy horse’s harness. Not all of them, but most. Seriously, they have more coverage than the average swimsuit. If I was to try and keep the entirety of my bra covered at all times, it would involve wearing ridiculous clothes in the summer. PSA: It gets up to 105-110 F on a fairly regular basis in the summer here. I will wear whatever keeps me coolest as long as it’s legal.
- Because, seriously y’all? If you don’t like my clothes, then don’t look at them. Wow! Problem solved!
I’m really sick of people acting like what anyone wears is The Public’s business, because someone Might Get Offended (by the sight of – gasp – human bodies!). I know this is probably not a popular stance for someone interested in fashion, but really. To paraphrase Ben Franklin (just kidding! that quote is usually attributed to Voltaire, though in all likelihood was first used by Evelyn Beatrice Hall writing about Voltaire, check out my google skills), I might not like what you’re wearing, but I will defend to my death the right to wear it and not get harassed by patronizing assholes about it.
The end.
