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Jan 29, 2008 11:16

so here we go again, the GDR (gay-denying receptionist ) at my work, is for some reason under the mistaken impression that he is stylish. and maybe i'd agree with him, if say i was old and boring, or one of the super bro-styled lawyers we work with. or maybe even perhaps if i was fucked (not like in life, like i mean, in the head). anywho, because of this aforementioned mistaken belief he often feels completely justified in commenting on my outfits. which since i am not, old and boring, super jocky or fucked are actually quite impressive (well on days when i get out of bed before 8:10am and have recently done laundry).

today since i woke up at a reasonable time (7:42) and opted not to shower (i did yesterday), i had all the time in the world to perfect todays look. i brilliantly paired my new grey tweedish high waisted skirt from bedo with this frilly marc jacobs button up, that lauren mostly peer pressured me into buying, and i have worn like 16 times because i'm really trying to get my money's worth, meaning i have like 647657377345 more wears to go i think. but anyway, so i'm wearing that tucked into my skirt with a black v neck sweater over top from club mon, and my fancy payless heels (diva on a dime anyone?????????) and im just strutting it around the office (obvs, because my outfit is perfectly calibrated), and out of nowhere, the GDR stops me to inform me that apparently he has decided my outfit would 'look better with a wide belt'. so me, clearly offended turn to him and say 'well maybe that would be true if i was a homo!' and stomp away, genuinely insulted.

until of course i remembered that he has pink highlights and likes to wear a lot of really 'alt' shit like blazers with awful screen printing on the back and 'rock and republic' jeans.
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