Today I realized how sad it makes me when people don’t give their clothes the life they deserve. A girl was walking ahead of me today with some fashionable black boots.
I noticed them right away, partially because they were slightly too big and were making a big scuffing noise, and partially because they were in stark contrast to the rest of her outfit: an oversized gray sweatshirt (we’re talking XXXL), and an old pair of skinny jeans.
I have nothing against comfortable clothes. Okay maybe a little bit; afterall, it IS possible to be comfortable and still look presentable. But this was too much to bear.
This girl is young, pretty, thin, normal height. AND SHE HAS THESE GREAT BOOTS THAT SHE’S LEAVING OUT TO DIE! The poor things were hanging off of her legs, asking for the winter salt to be wiped away so they could truly be put to some good use.
Instead, there they were. I felt sorry for them, these poor boots. They started out with such potential. They could be rocking some knit dress or killing some dark skinny jeans. Some person out there had designed them right from the bottom of their soul in the name of making some person look fabulous. Instead of being out on the town, they were dying a slow death.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, respect your clothes. I swear it leads to good things! No matter what shape or size you are, the right outfit is an instant confidence booster, not to mention it earns the attention of everyone around you. Without saying a word you take the spotlight.
I admit I’m borderline obsessive. In the grand scheme of things we could all truly go through life wearing rags and it would make little difference, but yet….
I’ll leave you with one last haunting image: