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By all means move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.

“I wish you’d stop fretting about it. I think your new haircut looks awesome!”

“Heather, look, no offense, but no one in the whole world cares what you think about their hair or their clothes.”

“What?”

“You know how you see past the inside, right to the heart of a person? How you judge a person based on character and soul? How the outside makes no difference to you?”

“Yeah.”

“And you see that picture right there, of you and your sister in Scotland two years ago? What are you wearing in it?”

“Jeans and a white thermal and a blue t-shirt and…”

“Mmm hmm. The same thing you’re wearing now. The exact. same. thing. Right down to the shoes.”

“I love these shoes!”

“You are a great citizen of the planet, Heather, really. But you are a terrible, terrible judge of fashion.”

“But, I…”

“No. Just because someone has a good heart doesn’t mean she has good bangs. And also, again, no offense, but you need to buy some new Chuck Taylors.”

Comments

I judge people based on how dirty their chucks are.

To be fair, bangs are tricky.

Some looks are pure-dee classic.

No, no, not a question.

You only need new Chuck's if your toes are poking through the tops or if you have holes in the soles. BUT, if you don't own a pair of custom-made Chuck's it's time to go design your own and get a new pair.

OMG. You and I could so be twins if I weren't so much older than you. I wear the same thermal every year until they wear out.

What? Like there are clothing options other than jeans, a thermal, chucks and a blue shirt? But, but... blue is my favorite color! Whatever those other options are, they're inferior.

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