If you can't beat 'em

If you've read this blog at all within the past couple months, you're probably already sick of me complaining about the current trend of baggy shirts.

But for someone who hates baggy shirts with such a passion, I sure do have a lot of them. I don't know how I ended up with all of these too-big clothes. Well, all right, I do know. I buy too large because it's better than buying too small, and when I buy on eBay, I always err on the side of enormous—as in the case of this blue shirt, which I got in a lot. It's been languishing in my closet for months, because every time I try it on, no matter what I try it on with, it looks dowdy.

This morning I had an idea. If it was always too long, why not tuck it in? Turns out the idea was right brilliant. All the extra fabric was thus contained and released in a more socially acceptable manner—to wit, the cinched-waist, baggy-top look that everyone but me seems to be loving right now.

The article into which the shirt was tucked was my zigzag skirt, and, in the absence of shoes with colors that could compare to the vibrant blue of the top, I wore neutral sandals.

The problem with this outfit was that, with everything starting out so large, there were a lot of bumps and bulges I had to work with. The shirt's bottom edge created rather obvious ridges under the tight skirt. And the skirt itself, being a veritable Frankenstein of apparel, had numerous lumpy seams that kept trying to make themselves known. Added to that problem, the pièce de résistance, this gaudy "sapphire" bracelet, snagged on my skirt so many times, I think the skirt might be ruined.

I suppose this outfit was good practice for getting used to the trend that I so dislike, but I don't think I'll be wearing this particular manifestation of it again.