These Pants Were 2 Dollars
I know that I have not been updating the blog on the daily. But also... some people think that getting your drafting packet for your impending show, or going to the doctor is more important than updating your fashion blog. I know. Dumb. But, I'm back! And I'm ready to blog.
The last few days I have been thinking about just the amount of clothes I have from thrift stores, like Goodwill or Texas's own Thrift Town.
And I have been thinking about how in previous generations or even like 5 years ago, it wouldn't have been so acceptable to wear clothes that Macklemore's literal grandfather wore. I remember it was even different when my brothers were growing up who are 5 and 7 years older than me, respectively. When they were in middle and high school they consistently begged my parents for the newest hip trends of branded graphic tees from Abercrombie and Fitch and Hollister. For a family of 3 teens and tweens it was entirely unsustainable to have a wardrobe of only terribly made mall clothes. But, nonetheless we wanted them. For me, I distinctly remember noticing that all the other 6th grade girls around me had these polos that had the Abercrombie moose. Where was my moose? Suddenly, after years of wearing Husky boys' Wal-mart shorts I had to have one of these shirts. I begged my mother, who always smarter than me said, "You don't need to have those specific brands to be cool." But, being a 6th-grade girl, my mother was wrong, the enemy, and just didn't understand me.
So, I acquired a teal-blue Hollister polo. Only one. I wore it all the time and every time I felt like the coolest kid in school. That is until someone pointed out that I looked sweaty in it, but up until that point, that shirt had super-powers.
As I grew up- cool changed. After the recession in 2008, and a 7% increase in consignment shops, DIY was coveted. By the time I got to high school, I had long since given up fitting in by wearing one polo every three days. By that time, DIY and thrifting was cool. We were in the clear. Youtubers like Jen Im were showcasing their thrifted threads alongside regular ones and it suddenly became okay to not be the richest kid around.
Anyway, I was just thinking about how much I love to wear clothes that cost me 2 dollars. Because, the pants that are featured in this outfit, from last Thursday, were inspired by some much more expensive pants I had seen before. If I wasn't currently blogging about my sweet deals you may never have known. Actually you probably would have because they look a little bit Golden Girls and a little less Forever 21. Regardless, they cost me 2 dollars and made me feel pretty good. And to accompany my newly pink hair, I paired them with a pink belt. I have to keep on brand, while not wearing name brand if you know what I mean.
let me know what you guys think about these musings and if you think I might be onto something or am completely losing it.
The last few days I have been thinking about just the amount of clothes I have from thrift stores, like Goodwill or Texas's own Thrift Town.
And I have been thinking about how in previous generations or even like 5 years ago, it wouldn't have been so acceptable to wear clothes that Macklemore's literal grandfather wore. I remember it was even different when my brothers were growing up who are 5 and 7 years older than me, respectively. When they were in middle and high school they consistently begged my parents for the newest hip trends of branded graphic tees from Abercrombie and Fitch and Hollister. For a family of 3 teens and tweens it was entirely unsustainable to have a wardrobe of only terribly made mall clothes. But, nonetheless we wanted them. For me, I distinctly remember noticing that all the other 6th grade girls around me had these polos that had the Abercrombie moose. Where was my moose? Suddenly, after years of wearing Husky boys' Wal-mart shorts I had to have one of these shirts. I begged my mother, who always smarter than me said, "You don't need to have those specific brands to be cool." But, being a 6th-grade girl, my mother was wrong, the enemy, and just didn't understand me.
So, I acquired a teal-blue Hollister polo. Only one. I wore it all the time and every time I felt like the coolest kid in school. That is until someone pointed out that I looked sweaty in it, but up until that point, that shirt had super-powers.
As I grew up- cool changed. After the recession in 2008, and a 7% increase in consignment shops, DIY was coveted. By the time I got to high school, I had long since given up fitting in by wearing one polo every three days. By that time, DIY and thrifting was cool. We were in the clear. Youtubers like Jen Im were showcasing their thrifted threads alongside regular ones and it suddenly became okay to not be the richest kid around.
Anyway, I was just thinking about how much I love to wear clothes that cost me 2 dollars. Because, the pants that are featured in this outfit, from last Thursday, were inspired by some much more expensive pants I had seen before. If I wasn't currently blogging about my sweet deals you may never have known. Actually you probably would have because they look a little bit Golden Girls and a little less Forever 21. Regardless, they cost me 2 dollars and made me feel pretty good. And to accompany my newly pink hair, I paired them with a pink belt. I have to keep on brand, while not wearing name brand if you know what I mean.
let me know what you guys think about these musings and if you think I might be onto something or am completely losing it.
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