Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:God bless them, life is hard, but DC is so full of this stuff I have to comment:
- brown, so much brown. You think it all matches itself, but it doesn't.
- backpacks.... There is never, ever an excuse for a grown woman to wear a backpack. Ever. I would literally prefer if you used a target bag as a handbag.
- merrills
- big droopy breasts. If they are cylindrical without a bra, wear a bra.
- the greasy low ponytail. Dry shampoo or a shower, it's not hard.
- baseball cap worn with a ponytail without pulling the ponytail through the hole in the back.
- too tight clothes that you are constantly pulling over your belly to adjust. You gained weight? So what, please
Just go buy a pair of pants that fit properly. It's okay, reAlly.
- drop earrings that are clearly homemade or bought At a farmers market.
- one cool or edgy item (it's usually a handbag) that is clearly borrowed or a gift because it's the only nice part of your outfit. Or the only part of your outfit that isn't hideous. If your parents or sister want to give you a freebee from Nordstrom, but a good bra, not a cool handbag, it doesn't pull your look together, it makes all your other clothes look like the shit they are.
- women with size 11 feet wearing open toed shoes. If your toes are the length of my fingers, please don't parade them around
- VPL. Again, it's okay to gain weight. But if you do, buy new undies.
Flame away, but women of DC, you have options in life. Never, ever, choose loose fit capris.
I am secure in my love for loose fit capris and wearing opened toed shoes on my enormous feet. Accessorized by my farmer's market earrings and my backpack. Frumpy and proud!
Even I have never seen that many women in DC wear brown.