DIY fashion
As a teenager I went to the Venice Carnival. I made a mask out of a paper plate, got a metal coathanger and bent it into horns around my head and draped a black tshirt over that. At the time I thought I looked really cool, but thinking it over...
Tell us about your own oh-so-cool fashion innovations.
( , Thu 24 Aug 2006, 14:24)
As a teenager I went to the Venice Carnival. I made a mask out of a paper plate, got a metal coathanger and bent it into horns around my head and draped a black tshirt over that. At the time I thought I looked really cool, but thinking it over...
Tell us about your own oh-so-cool fashion innovations.
( , Thu 24 Aug 2006, 14:24)
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Good in principle or something
When in college a friend of mine who went into the marines gave me a pair of his camo pants. I took to wearing them regularly, partly on the principle that they were a gift from a friend, and partly because they were comfortable and had a million handy pockets.
At a later point, I spent a summer in a very small town in Wisconsin. This was such a Leave-it-to-Beaver place that the town jail just hung the inmate's clothes out to dry on a clothesline. One night while feeling particularly punk rock (and bored from lack of alcobooze) I managed to muster enough courage to steal one of the orange shirts, woo.
So, next fall there I was, proudly walking about campus with my baggy green army pants and flimsy, bright orange shirt. Ohh, LSD, how you did warp my sense of normalcy. :/
( , Fri 25 Aug 2006, 11:51, Reply)
When in college a friend of mine who went into the marines gave me a pair of his camo pants. I took to wearing them regularly, partly on the principle that they were a gift from a friend, and partly because they were comfortable and had a million handy pockets.
At a later point, I spent a summer in a very small town in Wisconsin. This was such a Leave-it-to-Beaver place that the town jail just hung the inmate's clothes out to dry on a clothesline. One night while feeling particularly punk rock (and bored from lack of alcobooze) I managed to muster enough courage to steal one of the orange shirts, woo.
So, next fall there I was, proudly walking about campus with my baggy green army pants and flimsy, bright orange shirt. Ohh, LSD, how you did warp my sense of normalcy. :/
( , Fri 25 Aug 2006, 11:51, Reply)
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