Today is once again Sunday. And you know what that means? That A.) tomorrow is the dreaded Monday and B.) Jo and I post together. And today our topic will be style.
Style of drawing?!
Maybe next week.
Style of writing?!
Maybe the week after next.
*Says dramatically* Then whatever kind of style could you be speaking of?!
*rolls eyes* The style in which you put clothes on your body.
OOOOH! So like when you put your pants on your head?!
Or if you’re my youngest brother, put underwear on your head and run around the house naked. No. Not that. Fashion style.
*Laughs and pretends to barf* That’s so gross. OHHHH! Fashion style! Well I vote you start right down there Marie.
And with my older sister power, I override that vote and instead vote that you start. Right under me. With your green typeface color.
I’ve never had that older sister power at my house . . . anyway. So I wear clothes and so does Marie! Isn’t that shocking?!
I’m speechless. *says flatly*
I bet everyone is! Anyway. So . . . I don’t really know how to start . . . this was your diea. I mean idea.
Well, what do you typically wear? Or, rather, what would you like to wear on a day to day basis?
Uhm . . . clothes. With patterns that are awesome. And that create a waist for my rectangular body shape. Wow I’m so bad at spelling today. Anyway. And I like my jeans. Jeans are amazing. Especially dark ones. And I like very bright coloured converse.
Now build on that. Or explain in more detail.
Well I was going to let you say something first before that.
Okay then. Pretty much every day I wear light wash skinny jeans, my high top red converse, and one of my many nerdy t-shirts from the guys section tucked into my jeans. Sometimes I will wear leggings, ballet flats, and a tunic shirt thing with a belt around my waist. And then obviously for church I wear a dress with heels.
Yep! Mawie is very good at wearing the clothes she does. She has some really awesome shirts and leggings. It’s cool. Well. How do I describe what I wear? Because I don’t usually go for the same thing everyday. Except for my jeans. Except for in the spring . . . and summer . . . well. Hm. Okay, so I like my patterns and bright colours. And . . . I try to for a more . . . *sighs* how do I describe this. So. I’d call it a more, sweet and innocent vibe with my clothes. So yeah. And I wear a dress. And heels. On Sunday. For church. And uh . . . yeah.
I’ve noticed that lately. Along with the fact that you’ve been “dressing up” more. What I call dressing up at least.
Yeah I don’t like when people call it that. But yes. I know you’d bring it up at some point. But--Okay. So I did wear my nerdy t-shirts that were a size too big, for a lot of this year until about a week, maybe two weeks ago. Maybe longer, I don’t know. But I was kind of hiding behind all that. So now I’ve kind of gone on to my other stuff that makes me feel more confident considering I’ve been at an all time low in that area. So you know. And it’s not like I’m wearing dresses, that’s crazy. I still like my shorts and my jeans. So yeah.
What am I supposed to call it if you don’t like dressing up? Dressing like a normal girl? Looking nice? Looking pretty? You always look pretty though . . .
*Sighs* Yeah I’ve been trying to figure that out myself. *laughs* Looking pretty. Whenever people say, “Oh you look cute today,” or something like that, I always think, “Wait, so I didn’t look cute yesterday?” And then I laugh because I saw a post about that. But anyway. I don’t know. You can call it looking like Jo. I would have an actual name for it, if I had money to buy the clothes that I’d want at the moment, but you know . . . I don’t have money. But I tend to lean towards more creative items of clothing or things that are bright. Or pattern-y.
Looking like Jo. “Oh hey! You look very Jo-ish today!” But yeah. I don’t like it when people say, “Oh you look so pretty today!” because I’m immediately like, “So I never look pretty? Thanks. For that. I’ll just walk to my locker now. And think about charries.” Just kidding. Even I’m not that dramatic. Creative items of clothing?
Yeah I don’t like it either. The only time that I felt okay about that, was that day in Math like, two--no this last week ago on Monday? Sometime. But I think it was Carly who was like, “Oh you look pretty today!” Because my hair was all curly and my clothes were Jo-ish and stuff and then Mercedes said, “Arie looks pretty everyday, Carly!” And so I thought that was nice of her to say. No that wasn’t this last week because I didn’t sit my Mercedes this last week. Right? I don’t remember.
But you curled your hair last Monday.
Yeah see I think that was it then. I don’t know, the whole seating thing is throwing me off. But anyway.
*shrugs* I don’t know either. Because I didn’t hear that exchange.
I thought the whole classroom heard it considering Carly had to yell across the room and Mercedes had to do the same.
Daydreaming. That’s my excuse.
Ah, excuses. I never daydream in math because my brain tells me that I have to focus or I’ll fail and I won’t get into a good college, so you can see why that worries me. Well. I have to go do yoga. So I will say one thing. Well . . . now I don’t remember. Mawie, are you ready to end this post or shall we continue later?
Let’s continue later.
It’s going to be thirty minutes later by the way . . . just a heads up.
So we’ll continue this in thirty minutes, fictional people.
*Thirty Minutes Later*
And I am here again!
Actually, to be annoyingly technical, it was forty-three minutes. At least, that’s how long you were gone.
Oh yes. That is correct.
*nods* But anyway. Style. Clothing style.
Oh yes! That too! I remembered what I was going to say earlier! So I was roaming the interwebs like I do on occasion and I stumbled upon a quiz that told you what clothes best suit you according to your personality and stuff and so I got creative-romantic-boho type thingy. I just thought that was interesting.
I took that quiz as well because you linked it in your journal. Except I got to the end and was like, “Pffft. Romantic? I am not romantic. This is stupid. I’ll wear what I want to wear, thank you very much.” And that was that. See the differences between Jo and I? Yeah . . .
So . . . you read the description and still thought that?
Skimmed through it.
Yeah I thought you’d get that one. Mostly because it’s like, vintage and lace and stuff like that which I like a lot. But I do like my boho. Though, I don’t own any clothes like that. Anymore, anyway.
Well, I do like vintage lacey stuff. But I mean . . . I don’t feel like myself in them. Too frilly and girly. Unless it’s a dress. I’m totally okay with a vintage-y and lace dress. Like the one I wore to my piano recital. That’s about as much “vintage” as I own.
Yeah I understand that. And I used to have a lot more vintage, but I’ve grown out of it. Now I have a dress, some jewelry, and hats. So yeah. Fun. And . . . what was I going to say . . . hm. Oh! I was going to say that I don’t exactly feel like myself in my nerdy t-shirts because while I love them so very much, I’m not one of the especially awesome people who can pull them off. And yeah!
*tilts head* So I’m especially awesome?
I just stated so, yes.
Huh. Good to know. I feel the need to talk about shopping for jeans. Just for a moment. Is that okay with you?
Mmhm. Truth be told, I really like shopping for clothes. It’s just the part when you try them on . . . that’s the part I don’t really enjoy, but that’s kind of the most important aspect of it.
I--no, let’s talk about clothes shopping for me another day. So jean shopping. I have this problem. Well, had until I discovered that I could shop in the junior’s section (because before then they would be too big). And my problem was that if I bought a pair of jeans they were too . . . wide(?) around my legs but long enough. And if I sized down they were perfect, except they were much too short. And now it depends on the brand. So sometimes they’re perfect, but too short and sometimes they’re a good length but a tiny bit too big. Oh that’s the word! Big! Wow I’m a genius. And belts. Don’t even get me started on belts. They’re never small enough for me to use for pants. Around my waist they’re perfect, but not for pants. Just thought I’d share that. Kay. Done with my rant of the day.
Oh pants shopping. I don’t even want to talk about that. But by big around your legs, do you mean like the bootcut pants I used to wear? Like, everyday? Or do you mean something else?
No because I wear skinny jeans. They’re like . . . just like . . . if you were to take in the seams like two inches, or something, they’d be good. Okay. Not two inches because I’m not good at math and taking in clothing is always hard for me. But like an inch. That sounds about right.
Ohhhhh okay. That makes sense. Ah, so you’ve discovered the junior section. That’s fantastic. I like looking at the things they have, I just can’t have them. All them are too small, like a bunch of places these days. So My clothes mainly come from . . . what’s the place called . . . OH! Maurices! That’s what it’s called!
I was going to say the store *mumbles* So tell me about this section I’ve never heard of because I’m too petite for my own good. Just kidding. I don’t know what’s wrong with my brain right now.
*Laughs* Pet it. Anyway. Which section? The junior section?
Hey. French has made me unable to spell petite in English correctly. And no. Not the junior section. I obviously know what that is. The *pauses* maurices? Is that how you spell it?
*Nods* Yep! It’s a store, mostly for plus sized people so my mom and her sisters and me go there often because every other store is like, “Sorry, we only have clothes for people with no bellies.” So yeah. It’s a nice store. I like it. It’s got cool stuff, a variety of different things. Like . . . I don’t know. That’s where I get my jeans though. And my cami’s come from there. And . . . yeah. I don’t really know how to explain it. Well, actually, I do. So if you were to take my personality style, and turn it into a store . . . then that’s kind of what Maurices is like. It’s got like, fancier stuff. So like romantic style. And some creative and bold stuff. And like, business casual. Sometimes boho. And then you add my innocent sweet essence in and then you’ve basically got Maurices.
So if you want to look Jo-ish, go shop there. You know, there’s this online store. It’s called ModCloth. I will link it. One moment.
I need to interrupt for one second to say that I love that store. But it’s just SO EXPENSIVE.
Tsk, tsk, interruptions. But yes, it is very expensive. But oh my Pluto, I love their clothes. They’re all vintage-y and quirky and I love it. That one dress I was telling you about. My astronomy one with pockets. That’s where I got it from. And the black tunic shirt I wore with my black and gold leggings. And also this one pair of heels I wear a lot. Yeah . . . lots and lots of convincing to get my mom to buy them for me. I believe I still need to pay her back . . . maybe . . . probably . . .
I’m never going to be able to shop there. It’s too expensive.
It is really expensive. But I like just looking too. Gives me inspiration for what to draw on my drawings of people.
I agree. But I try not to go on there because it just makes me sad that I can’t buy clothes there. I’m not like my brother where I’m like, “Mom, I NEED you to buy me this and this and this!” It’s a waste of money when I already have enough clothes. And I don’t want to waste money. Some of that is going to help me pay for college!
I don’t like to buy clothes no matter how expensive they are because . . . I don’t know. I’m just weird. But sometimes I do.
I usually don’t get to buy clothes until summer when the months change and I need winter and fall clothes, so I don’t exactly get to shop at leisure, though I’d like to.
I don’t really buy clothes until school starts again. And even then it depends on how much school clothes I bought last year. It’s usually not too much one year, and then the next I get less. And that’s how it goes. Hence why jean shopping frustrates me, because I can’t get new ones for a while.
I get new jeans when my dog bites holes in the butts or else I’ll have to go to school without pants.
Ah the joys of only having a cat and some fish.
Oh Buddy helps get holes in all my clothes with the dog. Olie. They’re partners in crime . . . they don’t want me to wear clothes.
Ah the joys of having a non-mischievous cat.
Yeah. Well are you ready to end the post? More to say? Because as of now, I’m only going to get 6 hours of sleep which is not okay considering we have a nice big and important test tomorrow.
Sure. Let’s end this post.
Thank you, people, for listening or reading, to my stupidity today. I appreciate it. See you all in my brain. Goodbye.
Bye!
~Marie and Jo
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