Yesterday I went shopping with my homegirl, Nancy.
We decided to traipse into Forever 21, even though neither of us are 21. But, hey I have a giftcard. And they usually have clothing for poor young professionals scattered about their store… but not yesterday.
Yesterday was different…We didn’t understand anything that store had going on…
We passed racks, displays, and even footwear before pondering a very important question… When did we become this old? Why were all the clothes so unpurchaseable?
Neon pink baseball caps with fancy flowers on it?
Jean backpacks for purses with neon pink trim?
Oxford shirts cut into mullet shirts?
Dresses cut into mullet dresses?
Decorative leopard bras as clothes?
Shirts that said “Never trust a cowboy”? (Really, what have cowboys done to us? And in Los Angeles, how often do you encounter them enough to not trust them?)
And everything else is completely transparent, and says “Beverly Hills” on it.
What the what, Forever 21?!? I know I’m 27, but when did people decide to dress like my 1990s Hawaiian barbie?
I just can’t fathom I would feel comfy like this! So, I spent half my gift card on some jewelry and some sunglasses. And well I think glasses are supposed to be see-through in parts so I’m doing okay!
I am just going to say remember when all the clothes were heavily Mad Men Inspired? Yeah I was down with that.
Until then I can draw Nancy wearing all the clothes she passed up yesterday: