A while ago now--(sorry, I've been gardening since the sun came out. Gardening trumps blogging, but not by much)--I was in the Bay Area for a bachelorette weekend (I've got a post about that, actually, I just have to add pictures). The contrast between street style in San Francisco and Eugene is starkly entertaining. So much so that I made a note in my i-phone while riding BART. I just found the note--all the wine and fabulousness made me forget I had written it. Here it is:
Trends I get (which is to say things I was wearing anyway):
(Clearly I wish to be taller.)
*scarves--they make ugly Americans look a soupcon plus francaise. Bien.
*Big cuffs on straight leg jeans. I hate hemming.
Trends I do not get:
*shoe-tees/booties Awkward! Ugly!
*mohawk or faux-hawk--mo is worse than faux
*clothes with shreds or holes on purpose. (I am old.)
*piercings (I told you, I am old. And I have mid-western roots.)
*camouflage on civilians who are not trying to kill Bambi
*the eighties in general. I was there. Remember mall-bangs? We looked awful. Let it go. Especially the music! If I hear Banana-rama (I'm your venus...) on the PA in the grocery store one more time, I may do something drastic. Please bail me out.
*Energy drinks other than coffee.