the egregious shirt

[flea]

On the bus in I saw a shirt of such stunning wrongness that I had to run right in and write about it. Imagine if you will: lime-green, apparently polyester of that old-fashion 1970s sort, which is to say thick and coarse-looking. There is an empire waist below which are crossed swags, not unlike those of a curtain, which reveal the navel. Above the bustline is pale pink netting up to a high neckline, which is surrounded by sparkly opalescent beads that are long and feathery. I cannot report on the sleeves, as they were covered. This monstrosity could be amusing when worn as evening wear in an ironic fashion, perhaps with a black skirt and sparkly shoes. When worn at 7:30 AM with cropped camo cargo pants, black slides, and a while hoodie, however, it was simply Bad and Wrong. I am ashamed to report the wearer caught me staring, but I hope the smile I gave convinced her I was simply in a non-fully-caffeinated daze, and not trying to memorize the details of the ugliest garment I have seen in weeks.

Comments

[gchick.livejournal.com]

I'm stunned. Not stunned enough to start taking the 7:30 bus, mind you.

[jesseh.livejournal.com]

How does all that awfulness fit into one shirt? I'm scared.

[dxmachina.livejournal.com]

You need to start carrying your camera.

Is it sorority initiation week, by any chance?

[richtermom.livejournal.com]

Camera cell phone.

Never thought I needed one. Use it every day now.

[susano.livejournal.com]

That is wrong, but I want to see it! Like a fashion car crash.

[forodwaith.livejournal.com]

Dear god.