In my early to mid-twenties, I liked to go out dancing with friends and boyfriend (now husband). Our group of friends were not the preppy 90’s crew, or even the grunge scene type. No, we liked the goth/alternative clubs, and so we dressed accordingly.
In my closet are a wide array of bad clothing choices from that period, most of which involve velvet. I don’t know why, but somehow I equated “alternative” with velvet. There’s a stretch velvet top that is iridescent – pink or green depending on the light. There’s the black lace dress with velvet trim. I also had the dark green crushed velvet tie crop top with matching stretch crushed velvet flare pants – purchased from a store that sells stripper wear.
And then there’s this:
The red velvet halter mini-dress with sparkles at the bottom. It may not be the worst, but on me it was the worst. First, I never had the legs to carry off a dress that short. And a halter top on me is not that flattering. I’ve never had the large breasts needed to give the top of that dress the shape it needs to not draw attention to even the smallest belly bulge.
I bought the dress at a college clothing resale shop, and I really should take it back there. I mean, do I honestly think I’ll ever wear this dress again?
Still, it could be worse. I’m not the only one in the family with lapses in fashion judgment:
This is Aaron’s clubbing shirt. He still threatens to wear it out again.
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I love that you shared his clubbing clothes as well! I should have thought of that … lots of ammo in my husband’s closet.
oh my god – I was framing a comment around velvet & hooker wear etc etc and then you hit me with That Shirt! lol – I need a few minutes to recover from that one 🙂
Tell him that wearing the polka dot shirt out in public is grounds for divorce!
The dress didn’t seem so bad. But that shirt? Hideous! (Sorry, Aaron!)
Oh my gosh! I love it! And to think that you two ended up married, even amongst the fashion crisis…
Oh my god aaron’s shirt is SO much worse than the dress. So. Much. Worse. I don’t know how to fight but if I saw someone in that shirt I might have to kick his ass. : )
your dress isn’t near as bad as that shirt holly molly!
In my defense –
Goth club.
Bad lighting.
Lots of alcohol.
I clicked on Aaron’s shirt to get a better look at the pattern and was immediately blinded! I wonder how many people had to turn their eyes away from him when he wore that shirt. 😉
Oh, Aaron’s shirt truly takes the cake!
Will have to take a peak into my closet.. oh, the mere thought sends chills down my spine.. 🙂
I think my husband still wears a shirt like that.