Who thought I would turn this into a week of posting about clothes? Other stuff will follow, but I did want to say that since my adult personality started developing in my early teens, I have felt ashamed of my sense of style. I began to like different hats and tweed and suspenders and more dress up apparel, but I’ve mostly worn inconspicuous stuff these years to avoid mockery and jokes.
Nike shirt aside, I think this most fits my style. And really, I care less and less as time goes on as well as realizing most people don’t give a shit what I wear (well, except my past two girlfriends and family, so I guess anybody who has to be around me hehe).
On a related note, I discovered one person making pants from used coffee bean sacks. It would be interesting if I could pull that off.