Did you ever...
...say a word to yourself so many times that it doesn't sound like the word anymore? It's more like an odd sound. Well, I've done that with the word "mesh". Say that word out loud for a little while and see if it doesn't sound stupid.
I'm in a quandry here. A guy that I'm seeing bought himself and me matching tie-died t-shirts. Tie-dyed. For one brief moment in the 60's those suckers were cool. They have not become any more cool with time...especially for those of us who were there when the first tye-dyed shirts were popular. We had never seen anything like that before. All of our clothes until then had been either a solid color, plaid, polka dots or flowered. Those were our only options. With tye-dying, we could buck it all and make our OWN damn t-shirts...and then we got creative with some rubber bands, one of our father's old t-shirts, and a few different colors of die.
Any t-shirts that are mass produced would be totally AGAINST the entire idea wearing a tye-dyed t-shirt. If you didn't make it yourself, you've missed the point. Anyway, I doubt that teenaged girls of today would be caught dead in homemade clothing. But, like I said, for a minute in the 60's...tye-dyed shirts were cool. That moment in time has passed. And now I wouldn't be caught dead in a mass produced tye-died shirt but I have one...and it matches someone else's. I imagine he would want to wear them together out in public. That's most likely the purpose, wouldn't ya think? It'd be one thing if we each made our own...but I don't want a matching tye-dyed t-shirt with a price tag, no matter how much it costs.
If there's one thing worse than wearing a tye-died t-shirt...it's wearing one when your date is wearing the exact same stupid shirt. I don't know how I'm gonna get outta this one. I am not one of THOSE people and I don't even want to pretend that I am. Something bad is going to happen to that t-shirt...I assure you. I think a really big tye-dyed shirt would be fun to sleep in, I could even deal with matching PJ's...but the matching tye-died shirts are not going out in public. EVER. You have my solomn oath on that.
Man, I just dropped an antique porcelain Chinese bowl...I have to pick it up along with all the crap that was in it when it fell. I'm so sad that my beautiful hand painted bowl is no more. I'll come back in a little while. I promise. That is...if my computer will allow it.
Meg
...say a word to yourself so many times that it doesn't sound like the word anymore? It's more like an odd sound. Well, I've done that with the word "mesh". Say that word out loud for a little while and see if it doesn't sound stupid.
I'm in a quandry here. A guy that I'm seeing bought himself and me matching tie-died t-shirts. Tie-dyed. For one brief moment in the 60's those suckers were cool. They have not become any more cool with time...especially for those of us who were there when the first tye-dyed shirts were popular. We had never seen anything like that before. All of our clothes until then had been either a solid color, plaid, polka dots or flowered. Those were our only options. With tye-dying, we could buck it all and make our OWN damn t-shirts...and then we got creative with some rubber bands, one of our father's old t-shirts, and a few different colors of die.
Any t-shirts that are mass produced would be totally AGAINST the entire idea wearing a tye-dyed t-shirt. If you didn't make it yourself, you've missed the point. Anyway, I doubt that teenaged girls of today would be caught dead in homemade clothing. But, like I said, for a minute in the 60's...tye-dyed shirts were cool. That moment in time has passed. And now I wouldn't be caught dead in a mass produced tye-died shirt but I have one...and it matches someone else's. I imagine he would want to wear them together out in public. That's most likely the purpose, wouldn't ya think? It'd be one thing if we each made our own...but I don't want a matching tye-dyed t-shirt with a price tag, no matter how much it costs.
If there's one thing worse than wearing a tye-died t-shirt...it's wearing one when your date is wearing the exact same stupid shirt. I don't know how I'm gonna get outta this one. I am not one of THOSE people and I don't even want to pretend that I am. Something bad is going to happen to that t-shirt...I assure you. I think a really big tye-dyed shirt would be fun to sleep in, I could even deal with matching PJ's...but the matching tye-died shirts are not going out in public. EVER. You have my solomn oath on that.
Man, I just dropped an antique porcelain Chinese bowl...I have to pick it up along with all the crap that was in it when it fell. I'm so sad that my beautiful hand painted bowl is no more. I'll come back in a little while. I promise. That is...if my computer will allow it.
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 6:16 AM
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