Maybe it's because I just don't understand fashion at all, but it seems a bit silly to dress to impress instead of, you know, not freeze to death. I'd rather look like the Michelin Man than a well dressed icicle.
As I was waiting for the bus this morning, I saw two people, High Schoolers by the looks of it, and they were shaking from cold. The female was wearing super thin leggings and what looked like a baby mammoth. She was pulling her head in to her shoulders like a tortoise, because apparently a scarf would just ruin her make-up. I swear, the thickest thing she was wear was that make-up. But that's her problem, really.
The male was wearing shoes I would have questioned the wisdom of in Summer. In Winter, they are just stupid. His jacket was obviously too thin and the baseball cap did nothing to shield from the wind.
I hope I'm not alone in finding it increasingly funny that people like this take time out of their day to sneer at my fashion sense, or lack thereof, when I dare stand next to them in a glittery green Santa hat, a warm black Winter coat, cotton scarf, and two year old warm boots. I might look like a Thrift Shop Queen, but I am warm and cozy in my layers of clothes.
Why is that, as the temperatures plummet, the length of skirts decrease and pants get thinner? Of course, people are allowed to wear whatever they want, and I have no right to judge them. I just question the fashion industry and its complete lack of anchoring in reality.
Winter = cold. Cold + lack of clothing = sickness.
So, you'll excuse this Thrift Shop Queen if I don't follow your silliness. I have a slope to roll down once the snow returns, and then I'll hide under my Slanket with a warm cup of coffee and Sims3.
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