Yesterday, as I stepped out of my car at the gas station on my way to campus, I was shocked by how ridiculous my cloths were. When I got dressed, everything looked fine - blue chuck taylors, khaki dungarees, plaid wrangler shirt with pearly snaps. Classic right? Well, that was before I through on my jacket and stepped outside. Without looking down, I had put on a khaki jacket and zipped it up. I imagine I looked something like Douglas MacArthur, sans the corncob pipe.
Needless to say, I ditched the jacket and simply froze all day as I was walking around campus.
Keeping with the military theme, I wore my dad's old Vietnam era olive green Army jacket to campus - perhaps channeling a little Lennon.
And yes, I do realize that Lennon's jacket is from the Korean War, and not Vietnam...but you get the idea...
2 comments:
And you were questioning Emmie's sense of fashion....hum
Mom
Are you willing to pull your pants up to your belly button a la MacArthur?
Fashion requires discipline.
-akim
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