I read a hilarious list on Red Stapler of 10 things that piss Suebob off. Not to ruin it (you must read it yourself, it is great), but #10 is people who wear designer clothes and think they are god’s gift to earth as a result. (I'm paraphrasing here.)
Anyway, Suebob’s list brought on a flashback to my days of youth and stupidity. (As opposed to now, my days of hagdoom and stupidity.) Back when I was in 6th grade, my family could not afford designer anything, but I lived in a very affluent area where anyone who did not wear designer stuff stuck out like the Jewish white trash I was (and still am). This was awful to a girl going through puberty who wanted to be accepted and liked (as opposed to now, when I am not going through puberty, but still seek approval and affection from others, albeit in strange ways), and I hoped and hoped that one day Guess? jeans would be on sale or marked down enough that I could have a pair.
One day, during a back-to-school clothes shopping trip to Whiz Kids in Highland Park, I found the mythical Guess? jeans for $27. I begged my mom to stretch a bit so I could have a pair, and she agreed. Every time I wore the damn things, I made sure my pocket with the symbol was showing. Then one day I had an argument with a classmate and she rudely asked why I thought I was so great (which, as a side note, was totally not true - I had terrible self-esteem), and before I could stop myself, I said, "Because I wear Guess jeans." Immediately, I was mortified to have said such a thing. Years later, I found out the brothers behind Guess? were horrible sexist pigs when I read Backlash, the book that made me the raging feminist I am today, and to this day, they are second most expensive pair of jeans I ever owned. (The most expensive pair being Levi’s 518 Super Low Rise jeans that I bought for $29, but truly they are an amazing fit.)
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Peer pressure to wear the "latest" is demanding and the fruits awarded for doing such will soon mellow and spoil.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a teenager for the males wearing tight-ass Levis was the in thing.... and unfortunately, with my ego-warped mind, that is the only kind of denim I ever buy.
this confused me because I had read it when you posted it as a comment on red stapler. I thought either you had double-posted (which I could find no evidence for) or that I was very psychic. I'm still leaning towards the latter.
ReplyDeleteDes - Yeah, I could not resist expanding upon it a bit and putting it here. But you are probably psychic as well.
ReplyDeleteEddie - Ha ha! You are right, and oh boy we are in for some serious stench for all the rotting fruit that will be going on in the near future.
Love you!
ReplyDeleteYour White Trash Jewish Mom
PS Just wait 'til you get home this weekend!