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it's amazing how as you age, you are willing to suffer less and less in the way of sacrificing comfort for fashion.

i remember being a teenager (and please please remember that this occured from 1988 - 1995, so fashion was a bit... different...) and being willing to wraggle into the tightest jeans possible, because of the fear that anything even remotely baggy would make me look fat. i remember walking EVERYWHERE, and doing so in my mock snakeskin boots that i wore under my torn jeans for that rocker look. i remember them having nothing in the way of padding, and coming to a point in the front that would be able to spear a mollusk. (especially because they had a little embossed metal covering at the front for decoration.)

i also remember getting up every single morning to rat my hair. well, my bangs and sides, anyway, just to get that nice 'cobra' look. (and in my defense, my hair wasn't NEARLY as large as most of the girls in school. i remember looking at them wistfully and wishing IIIII had the confidence enough in myself that i could go much, much higher. in retrospect, it's good to know that my insecurities were good for SOMETHING, if nothing else than to prevent pictures like some of those in my year book of others, to surface.)

now, 10 years after no longer being a teenager, as i'm getting ready for work, i'm sitting here in jeans that are just slightly snug, and putting on tennis shoes that have lost some of the cushioning since i bought them. my underwire bra is already BUGGING. i'm thinking that my life is OVER. okay, maybe not OVER, but certainly uncomfortable for the next 6 hours.

i seriously pondered for a few seconds this morning as to whether or not i could get away with wearing pajama bottoms to work.

have any of you experienced this? gone great lengths as a teenager to get 'the look' and instead sacrificed comfort greatly, but now you're happy to be slovenly, uh... slovens, just so that you're comfortable?

for Easter dinner last night, i wore stretch pants and a tee shirt, and no bra. i was quite comfortable and happy. i was just going to leave my hair be after washing it, until it began to dry, and i remembered that when i cut it last, that it became so short as to not lay flat, but to fro out much like a lightsocket shocking. slapped some gel on there right quick, boy howdee.

anyhoo, i'm off to work. and i need FOOOOOD.


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Apr. 12th, 2004 02:29 pm (UTC)
I can most certainly relate!
Sep. 9th, 2004 08:19 pm (UTC)
hee hee and the party i went to on sunday found me in a tshirt, no bra, pajama bottoms, flipflops, and no makeup.

i am sexy. hear me roar.
Apr. 12th, 2004 03:14 pm (UTC)
Heh. The whole concept of sacrificing comfort for fashion never caught on with me. Of course most of my clothing was hand-me-down crap from one of my older cousins and long out of style by the time it got to me.
Sep. 9th, 2004 08:40 pm (UTC)
the one thing i was NEVER able to sacrifice was comfort for my feet. astrologically, that may be because i'm a pisces, and therefore, ruled by my feet. but i only VERY rarely could stand to wear heels out. i desperately need to have my feet be comfy, or i can't be comfortable AT. ALL.
Sep. 12th, 2004 11:08 pm (UTC)
Well I must confess, I have mad appreciation for any woman who can effortlessly wear high heals. I once (I SWEAR it was for halloween) tried it and ended up downgrading to something less challenging. How and why women wear those things I'll never understand.
Sep. 13th, 2004 12:55 am (UTC)
i am woman! hear me.... whine about my arches!
i have a couple of sexy ones for super dress up nights, but generally either end up going barefoot by the end of the night, or sitting completely still and miserable.

now, they may come in handy should i ever date anyone with a foot fetish, but other than that...
Apr. 12th, 2004 04:45 pm (UTC)
Dunno. Kinda locked in the jeans and tshirt look around 1983 and haven't changed since, other than the odd plaid shirt for warmth, making me look like I'm stuck in 1991.
Apr. 21st, 2004 11:14 pm (UTC)
i'm ALLL about the comfort now, heh. bra comes RIGHT off when i get home, pants a close second, if i'm in jeans instead of my baggy khaki's for office max...
Apr. 12th, 2004 06:01 pm (UTC)
your time is gonna come...
i can relate. i was never able to poof my bangs up high with aqua net. my hair was tooo fine during that era.

now during my twenties i still ponder how girls can wear some ofthe contraptions that they do.

and i wonder if there's somethign wrong with me at times that i'd much rather be comfortable and won't even buy those uncomfortable items.... yet i'm attracted to clean-cut boys and i sometimes wonder if i'll never have a chance because i don't reciprocate the look. granted i don't look like a slob- but i dress casually and comfortabley.
Apr. 21st, 2004 11:16 pm (UTC)
Re: your time is gonna come...
yanno, i'm the same way. i need a nice clean man who doesn't mind a frumpy girl on the side ;)
Apr. 12th, 2004 06:33 pm (UTC)
I think that as people age they care less what other people think of them. Or rather, get a more realistic view on how other people think of them.
Apr. 21st, 2004 11:16 pm (UTC)
i just sincerely hope that i don't degenerate into the mumu's and other ... odd ... selections i see parading around Michaels...
Apr. 22nd, 2004 12:13 am (UTC)
Not caring with others think doesnt mean you dont care what you think ;)
Apr. 12th, 2004 07:38 pm (UTC)
tee hee.. How things change, huh?

I remember forcing myself into tiny leather corsets to go clubbing when I was 16. Since I've had Cain I don't bother as much! I've stopped wearing lipstick and rush make-up and hardly ever bother with straightening my hair as I'm always so tired. And I'm only 20!
Apr. 21st, 2004 11:18 pm (UTC)
i would LOVE to have gone through a corset stage! (or to have ever had a body TO go through a corset stage!).. i almost never deal with lipstick anymore because of having to deal with the weirded out lips later in the day, and rarely wear makeup at all, although now that i have extremely short hair, it makes me look a bit... boyish...
Apr. 22nd, 2004 09:05 am (UTC)
Funny you wrote that. I had my hair cut yesterday and it is very short and looks boyish to me but it feels great. Easy to style, no hassle. It's just above my shoulders, which is pretty short for me. It had grown so long and it kept bugging me, not to mention the fact that Cain was very much enjoying tugging at it every chance that he got! It has been tied up in a bun for three months or so, so this feels great!

Corsets were great fun! (They still are at night! ;) ) I used to buy very little leather ones and leather trousers and go out. I envy that Yazmin. I loved my body then. I used to eat like a pig and still stay a teeny size 10. Since I've had Cain everything I eat goes straight to my stomach and adds to my lovely "love-handles". But I guess I should be happy to be a size 12.
Sep. 11th, 2004 09:31 pm (UTC)
i remember how unhappy i was at age 15 when i weighed 150 lbs and wore a size 10/12. i was convinced i was the biggest sow on the face of the planet.

now that i'm 230 and can only fit into a 16 on my GOOD days... *drooool*
Apr. 12th, 2004 11:31 pm (UTC)
late 80s early 90s
Ah, the 6 foot bangs and ultra tight jeans. I loved my tight, ripped up jeans.
My best friend had a 7 inch high hair wall. Mine would never get that tall!
It was all fun while it lasted, even if it was uncomfortable, but I would never go back.
Sep. 11th, 2004 12:41 am (UTC)
Re: late 80s early 90s
absofreaking lutely.

and i think our ozone layer thanks us.
Apr. 13th, 2004 12:43 am (UTC)
mile high bangs
I remembered trying to do that thing with my bangs in the late 80s/early 90s..
and then I would brush it the wrong way and it would all collapse.

I remembered some of the crazy outfits I used to wear, not jeans so much as the black lace overshirt over EVERYTHING.
*giggles* siiiiigh, good times.
Sep. 11th, 2004 03:25 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
oh, i had that same black lace shirt, but was always convinced i was too fat to wear it.

oh how much money i would PAY to be as 'fat' as i was when i was 15!
Sep. 12th, 2004 01:59 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
I would wear mine over long sleeved shirts, it was kinda like a long (to my thighs) black lace long sleeved...thing..actually I think it was hideous even though at the time I thought it was 'real cool'
Apr. 29th, 2005 06:35 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
LOL and part of me still secretly wishes i had that same shirt!

i was VERY big on stirrup pants! I came across some of my old pics, and scanned a few in, I really need to post the things!
Apr. 29th, 2005 02:38 pm (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
AHAHHAAHAHHA I had some stirrup pants too,w hat were with those things?
Apr. 9th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
my mom actually went through a lot of trouble recently to get me a pair of pants that just turned out to be stirrup pants. 'unfortunately' they didn't fit, so they got donated, but with how difficult it is for my mom to get around anymore, it meant a lot to me that she went through the trouble, but...
Apr. 9th, 2006 08:57 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
My mom once bought me this disgusting lime neon green top...it's hideous but it really meant a lot that she would get something for me :-)
Nov. 11th, 2006 08:32 pm (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
or a lilac purple JUMPSUIT my father bought me when i was 13 and already hated at school anyway. i felt SOOO BADDDD that i didn't want to wear that thing to school, neveryoumind that my father lived two states away and would never know the difference.

if i remember correctly, too, my mother was actually trying to guilt trip me into wearing it, because my dad must've spent a lot of money on it.
Nov. 12th, 2006 06:39 am (UTC)
Re: mile high bangs
hehe my mom also guilt tripped me into doing A LOT of things that usually ended as poorly as I imagined it would.
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