Show us a fashion trend that you hope goes out of style ASAP.
I think the first time I learned about crocs was from my Art Teacher in the 11th grade. Me and the other students would laugh at how ugly they were and ask her what on earth she was thinking. I thought they were hideous, but she claimed they were the most comfortable shoes ever. After that I oculdn't go a day without seeing at least five people wearing them. (All tourist of course)
They cam in all colors through my alley where I worked, and 97 percent of the time those sun burnt tourist didn't even match the crocs with what they were wearing. The Puerto Ricans, made it work because the younger crowd loved to wear multi colored braclets that coordinated with the crocs well, but the americans... not so much.
Thn it happened. I was on another trip to Puerto Rico and when i was there i saw many of the locals wearing the crocs.... and they actually didn't look so bad! (i know, what was i thinking right?) I don't know what I was thinking, but in that Wallgreens at that moment I spotted crocs on the back wall. No one was around and i saw a pair of black ones (because black matched everything) and i put it on the floor, slid my foot in, and lo and behold it was true.. they really were comfortable.Luckily tough my mother came and commented on it and i quickly realized what the hell i was doing, took them off, looked at their ugliness and put it back on the rack.
Ever since then I've never looked back. Now that was too close for comfort!
Some people say college is not for them, but I can't share in that belief. I do think college is for me and I know if i was given the opportunity to attend either SCAD or Ringling my art skills would increase greatly. At the moment, Ringling is definately out. No if and and buts- the letter declining my attendance there was already sent out. I was given some scholarships from them, but it was not enough to convince my mother to take out the rest in loans.
Now, we've turned our attention towards SCAD, who has given me another scholarship. Excited at the idea that i was actually getting to go, i quickly started meeting the coolest people on facebook who would be attending SCAD this year.
I should have known that it was too good to be true.
While my mother has never been a fan of roller coasters, that is the one word i would choose to decribe her constant mood swings. One minute it's yes, the next day it is a no. Literally. Everyone who is a close friend of hers knows this except for her- despite how much i tell her.
Everyone else sees how constantly she jerks me around but it doesn't matter- she continues to do so. This was how the most recent ride unfloded....
I was on the computer (most likely on facebook) and i was telling her about the people i met from SCAD. The somehow we began having the college talk and i knew it wouldn't be long before she managed to get me mad.
She started by saying how there was nothing for me at UVI ( the island's only university which is centered mostly around nursing and computer science majors) and how i would have to take math. (which she loves to though in my face because she knows i hate math- i on the other hand say if i have to do it i'll do it.
Within the next hour, I start talking baout going to SCAD and she tells me about the bad comments she's read about it and the crime rate is sooooo high and the girl's have attitude and anyone can get in really. This is what get's me pissed and i tell her what she's doing and she does not see it at all. Now she's even starting to throw in that i can't go walking around by myself and blah blah blah.
I told her i was going out today to Havensight (which i would get to by safari then walk the rest of the way there) to buy canvasas and she got such an attitude when she found out i was goign by myself.
To put it simply...
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
Yes it's true! I'm going back to France for the third (and hopefully not last) time and London!
I'm leaving on Monday and it's starting to kick in that i'm "LEAVING ON MONDAY!"
&& it all wouldn't have happened if I hadn't painted "La Japonais', which was bought by my teacher, who gave it to a man who sponsored the french club, and then paid my way for the trip!
I hope this time will be better than it was last time!
Don't feel bad about it. XD Comfort is a dangerous thing when it comes to fashion. It's caused a lot... read more
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