This is making me laugh today: THE VOLUMINOUS SLEEVE. Are you for real? I think some of them look kind of cool, in that ding dong, arm-as-clapper sort of way.
If you click further in, they get to the real heart of the matter…How Will You Wear It? (The voluminous sleeve, that is. Let’s keep up, people.)
Fortunately, there are choices: A) Evening Dressy; B) Downtown Night; C) Downtown Day. Apparently Voluminous Sleeves will atomize if you set foot in the suburbs, leaving you with a sleeveless top. What does one do, change in the car on the way downtown? I need answers here, Fashion Squad.
In Other News
I am waiting to see if Franny is done barfing, which she only did once this morning but you NEVER KNOW. Le SIGH. I am quite wroth with her right now, because she’s been on a mindless streak of destruction for about a week now. She has been tearing things up that mostly don’t matter, but are kind of irritating and disrespectful.
This is a small one, but she asked me to paint her nails last night. I did, and then after I went out last night she laid in my bed and picked half the polish off her nails. It is thoughtless stuff, but I just want to shake her and say “THINK!” I have asked her to think about what she’s doing, but it doesn’t seem to do any good right now.
I totally remember this. I remember being so thoughtless and being like “bwah?” when people would get mad at me for crayoning on the wall or whatever. I’m starting to think it’s kind of dumb that we as a culture have moved away from dirt floors and such. But I’ll bet people still had stuff they liked then that their kids destroyed, like their only needle or favorite sheep.
Carpet. White walls. Nail polish. I blame the Victorians, as always.
Was the bummer that she peeled her nail polish or that she peeled it in your bed?
I can understand the frustration but… peeling nail polish is really fun. Especially that kid nail polish made by Klutz that makes a kind of rubbery sheet on your nail (and smells like cheap perfume. Bonus!)
But I would NOT want to find little flakes of nail polish in my bed. That’s going too far.
Puffy shirts!
I new they would return!
I remember my 80’s puffy shirts!….
I went to school looking like something out of Pirates of the Caribean!
I loved my puffy shirts.
I don’t like that everything I wore two decades ago is now coming back.
The voluminous sleeves are good fashion only for those who do not eat. I understand now that these people must live downtown, as in suburbs things like spaghetti sauce have a tendency to drape themselves in the sleeves, leaving them unwearable for sighted people.
Anyway, I am ahead of the trend, as I have voluminous arms.
Dear lord, what kind of craptardery is passing for fashion these days.
Just a thought but perhaps the toothless one is peeling her nailpolish:
A) because it’s fun to pick at stuff.
B) when it’s all picked and peeled off she gets more girly time with momma paintin’ her up.
Then again, it’s easy to conjectureize here from the hinterlands of cyberspace. I ain’t go no kids nohow.
The models on that page all look so…disaffected and disgruntled. They do NOT look happy to be wearing voluminous sleeves. They look much like I would look, were I wearing voluminous sleeves. Hee effin hee.
For some reason when I clicked on the “voluminous sleeve” thing, I thought it was going to be like that site that sold clothes meant to fit two people. Which I thought was a joke until I saw a couple walking down the street the other day, wearing a sweater with one sleeve, from her left shoulder to his right.
That had nothing to do with anything, I just couldn’t keep that info to myself. Sorry.
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