Trashy Fashion Fades, But Class is Forever

I bought this lovely shirt once, but I deliberately refused to try it on because hundreds of other dirty shopper hands have touched it. After I washed it and pulled it on myself, I was devastated. My first spring piece, a trapeze shirt with a beautiful silhouette was just about half-a-size big because I didn't have the shoulders, or the chest, to be honest, to hold such a demanding article of clothing up. I wore it anyways, but I was always peeking down to see if it slouched more than necessary. Then, one day, while giving a presentation in this shirt, eyebrows started raising, frowns developed, and a couple of disapproving snuffs were given. Finally, my friend hesitantly raised her hand up to her chest and tugged her shirt. Nothing was showing, but after that this shirt is at the back of my closet.

Now come to think of it, if the over slouchy-ness of my shirt caused such a commotion how do people go outside? When you look around, everything is getting lower or higher. Hemlines are rising, remember the mini skirts? Well they are called, micro minis now. If you can't see a person's thong, the jeans aren't low-rise enough. And big-time cleavage roams the street, so keep on scooping that scoop-neck. Last time I checked, clothing was meant to cover your body but now the outfits that people put on themselves seems so delicate that if a little breeze were to come along, the clothes would all fall off.

There is a scare that if you wear the appropriate standard of clothes, you'll look like your mom, and people will lose interest in you. So I guess dressing inappropriately would be associated with being a slut. I'm pretty sure your mom would get a lot more respect than a slut. I'm also sure that you'll probably get hit on more than if you dressed like someone's mom. But then again, what are the other people who are looking at you thinking?