{"id":76827,"date":"2024-01-15T18:18:13","date_gmt":"2024-01-15T18:18:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.ruthcrilly.co.uk\/?p=46942"},"modified":"2024-01-15T18:18:13","modified_gmt":"2024-01-15T18:18:13","slug":"cropped-trousers-and-gargoyle-shoes-why-i-cant-get-on-with-trends","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gamefootballmobileanimeiphone.com\/index.php\/2024\/01\/15\/cropped-trousers-and-gargoyle-shoes-why-i-cant-get-on-with-trends\/","title":{"rendered":"Cropped Trousers and Gargoyle Shoes: Why I Can\u2019t Get On With Trends"},"content":{"rendered":"

As part of my ongoing attempt to smarten myself up and streamline my wardrobe I have been trying out new fashion trends. I say trends<\/em>, they’re really just things that many people have been wearing for ages yet I still find hilariously novel: cropped wide-leg trousers (ie trousers with legs that just look too short), tank tops (like a waiter’s waistcoat but without the buttons) and massively ugly boots and shoes that look as though they’ve been designed by a medieval stonemason. Who specialises in carving gargoyles.<\/p>\n

I haven’t enjoyed testing out any of those trends. In fact they all made me feel so deeply, irreversibly unattractive that I didn’t even document the process in my usual humorous way. I just couldn’t do it to myself. I’ll wear any fancy dress costume for a laugh – I’ve even dressed as a giant poo for a Sky advert – but I draw the line at some of the shoes that I see for sale. And this isn’t meant to be a condemnation of the aforementioned trends – some people look absolutely brilliant\u00a0<\/em>in the wide-legged cropped trousers and I know that you have to select the right ones and style them properly etc etc – I just don’t like them on me<\/em>.<\/p>\n

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Is it an age thing? Do all generations look down on the fashion trends of the next and wonder what in God’s name is going on? Perhaps we’re more deeply conditioned by the dress codes of our respective eras than I previously realised. I’m Generation X – by a whisker – and my fashion rules growing up were:<\/p>\n

1. Show boobs or legs but never both<\/p>\n

2. Only wear a coat if it’s snowing<\/p>\n

I think that’s why I’m now in a constant state of battle with my own wardrobe: I want to be comfortable, I want\u00a0<\/em>to be warm, but – thanks to living out all of my teen years in the nineties – I’m still not convinced that an outfit is worthy of the outside world if it doesn’t hinder or hobble me in some way. If the skirt isn’t so short that I’m constantly pulling it down have I really made the effort? If my heel height isn’t too high to speed-walk in then can I call myself polished? Am I properly pulled-together if my trousers don’t crotch-garrotte me at the seam?<\/p>\n

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