Not to my knowledge. Why do you ask?
That would be correct. I don’t care much about how people dress. That doesn’t mean, however, that I am obligated to ignore clothing that ostentatiously sends a message.
When you get a little older, you may begin to understand that dividing people up into categories like “those who judge based on appearances” and “those who don’t judge based on appearances” is rather ineffective. I’m certainly no fashion plate and I don’t particularly care to be. I don’t spend a lot of time or thought on clothing. But I’m perfectly capable of making a judgment about what someone is communicating with their outfit. It’s certainly the case that the woman in question might have been in some circumstance that required her to wear the jacket, and thus she is not deliberately communicating what she appears to be. Fortunately for her, she’s not likely to get hurt just cause people on a message board make fun of how she’s dressed.
You’re a bit smug, aren’t you? Are you like this in real life, or only on the internet?
As you (and Bosda before you) pointed out, it’s possible there is some other, mysterious reason unknown to us that she dressed that way. You are welcome to join him and Mtgman in cooking up other reasons why she might have dressed that way beyond the obvious one. I doubt you’ll succeed, though, as you’ve shown yourself a remarkably poor judge of character in regards to your judgments of me at least.
I love that shit. So, when as a kid, I found a cheapie letter jacket like those I saw on Happy Days I snagged it up. Our school didn’t have those and it was so nice, neat and warm. I don’t know what happened to it, but I wish I still had it. Sadly for me, I can’t afford any of the ones I find now.[/li][li]I understand feeling bad about those who’ve never lived past their glory days. However, I usually reserve my pity for people I actually know, that I can verify (for lack of a better word) haven’t moved on. Usually it has more to do with actions then appearance, in my experience. Because those folks might not have had any fashion sense twenty years ago and, a la’ Napoleon Dynamite, are just now catching up. Certainly, my former town would be guilty of this.[/li][li]I think I still have my prom dress(es) around somewhere. Hell, those things were way too expensive to toss and I might be able to recoup big bucks like those now selling Gunne Sax.[/li][li]I quit wearing my high school ring after I graduated. Of course, mine was dog ugly and had symbols that I’d no longer associate with myself (IE: a cross), but I’d never begrudge anyone else for wearing theirs. Especially (as if it mattered) if it had sentimental value or you like all things retro. Like rockabilly.[/li][li]I was middle-of-the-road in my teenage. Got along with everyone, as far as I could tell, and had even a couple of quasi-popular friends. However, that didn’t seem very important then or now. Being pretty much a loner fits me.[/li][li]Hippie-ism is my style of choice. And I now remember in the early days of talk shows, I’d see makeovers of women stuck in the 70s. Man, oh man, how I wish I’d had the wardrobes they’d thrown away. Only too, to make someone else happy in clothes they often didn’t feel comfortable in and were probably dated, if not immediately, shortly before they’d update (or be able to afford) something else.[/li][li]As to now, some of my things fall into the “do” category and some don’t. Mostly, I don’t need, or want to, spend my hard earned cash on what looks kinda like perishables. But, as with all of the above, everyone’s mileage obviously various.[/li][/ul]