Today I am stealing my favourite boy fashion rule: "It's all okay if your belt matches your shoes." I had been aiming for black jeans and top (breaking Franken's rule (I hope your emergency unemerged)) with black belt with pink flowers and pink shoes, but unfortunately the black jeans failed me.
Definitely not as happy with blue jeans, but then I remember how much I love the little pink flowers on the slightly kimonoesque belt, and I can get pleasure out of that.
I don't have many brown shoes (this is as close as I get, casually) and I have to grit my teeth and repeat "neutral, neutral, neutral" but it barely works.
I'm with Steph on how to coordinate around jeans. Brown with black is tricky and must be evaluated on a case by case basis.
Brown with black is tricky and must be evaluated on a case by case basis.
I deal with this by never wearing brown at all.
I'm with Tom, at least for shoes.
In the next five or six minutes gay marriage will be legal in Illinois.
Yay, Brenda!
OK, I have to tear myself off the couch and go order the turkey for Thanksgiving.
Things I want to say but don't--"Yes, dude, you did pay $20 for me to help you fix that exceedingly simple problem on your computer--but you didn't know how to fix it yourself, now, did you!"
And stop clicking on things before I tell you to! You keep picking the wrong thing, and we have to start over!
I don't care if people don't know how to work computers, but can't they at least learn logical progression of actions? When I tell you to perform an action, and the screen to do it has an OK button, you don't have to ask to click on the OK! But I do understand people are unsure and need reassurance. But gosh.
Connie, some people just go into a blind panic when they have to do anything out of the ordinary on their computers.
The friend I stayed with in Vermont wanted to borrow my computer to get online, which I sure didn't mind. Then it turned out that she didn't know how to log out of Facebook or GMail. sigh
I like the folks who admit up front that they don't know/are intimidated by their computers. I tell them that I don't know how to do their jobs, so why should they know how to do my job? And a lot of people in the construction/insurance industry got into it so they didn't have to sit in an office and work on computers. I tell them, "And the computers caught you anyway." It's the ones who are eager to be "helpful" that annoy me. Oh, and who bitch about "Well, that was easy, I shouldn't have had to pay for that."
Timelies all!
Since all of my outdoor shoes are black, I wear black shoes with jeans. (All of my belts are black as well. All numbering two...)
