At my upcoming nuptials, I’m not having bridesmaids (hypothesis: no one my age wants to be a bridesmaid.) WanderMan and I haven’t registered anywhere. We’ve each lived on our own long enough to have functional kitchenware. We’ve requested that guests wish to give us a gift, we’d love donations to our favorite nonprofits or something for […]
Retro
Is There Hope For Drop Crotch Pants?
The other day, I wore my faded neon-pink khakis from the Gap. I call them my Safety Pants because they’re so visible. At the sound of “Safety Pants,” one of my students mentioned ‘The Safety Dance.” Oh, the 80s. To my students, I confessed my surprise when I first heard of a 90s party. But […]
The Weight of The World On My Shoulder Pads
I’m afraid of many things. Answering my phone. Cleaning the litter boxes. Disappointing my parents. But I’ve become rather fearless when it comes to two features of my upper-body-wear: color and volume. The universe keeps sending me these amazing blouses in rad prints, many with tasteful shoulder pads. (I’m crushing on this one, pictured above, […]