The Orange County Girls

I received an email a while back from a reader who asked "Does Orange County have an influence on your blog and/or the way you dress?" I was always a little tongue-tied because I honestly really never thought about it. That is until one school night.

When I attended my first day of English, I sat behind and diagonal from a blonde girl with an obvious flair for fashion -- at least in her eyes. I can't remember the book she was reading, but it seemed like a tacky book Jessica Simpson would write displaying her oh-so fabulous, fashionable lifestyle. I know Jessica's writing career would be an oxymoron, but bare with me.

Everything about the scenario was so passé. She had on a Rebel Yell distressed shirt, William Rast jeans from the clearance rack, logo-a-go-go purse, and Havaianas; it was all too commercial. Mind you this is a night class and it is 50 degrees outside. Us Californians are not used to cold weather, and be it her beach blonde bun with poor highlights gave away that she lived in Orange County her whole life, makes me wonder how she can bare the weather.

The class starts.

Of course the professor wants us to participate in an ice breaker, but I really didn't mind; our teacher is an unexpectedly stunning lad. He wants to go around the room in a class of 32 and take turns saying: My favorite ________ is _________. Cheesy, but it works. I groan to myself because I'm shivering and my teeth are chattering; I truly did not want to stand up and have 31 pairs of eyes on me.

I think of things I could possible say. 'My favorite designer is Alber Elbaz.' No, too arrogant. 'My favorite celebrity meltdown is Britney Spears.' No, too class-clown. 'My favorite model is Natasha Poly.' No, too irrelevant. (Girl #1. My favorite color is blue. Boy #1. My favorite movie is Transformers. Boy #2. My favorite TV show is Lost. Girl#2. My favorite animal is a dog. Just wow.) Alright, my elaborate answers just arn't doing it. And just a few people before my turn, I settle with: My favorite movie is Breakfast at Tiffany's.

I'm really curious as to what this blonde girl with the perky nose is going to say for she is mesmerized by this novel with size 14 font.

"Oh, haha I totally didn't even realize it's like, MY turn. Well, hum. Myyyy favorite TV show is Project Runway." she giggled.
The professor gives a little chuckle "I hear that's a good show. You know my frien--"
"Yeah! I want to be a fashion designer!"
And then, I kid you not, she turned around, eyed me from head to toe, smirked/scoffed and faced the front.

I guess she didn't recognize the Ksubi brand, nor the Marc Jacobs flats. I really doubt she knows who he is, I mean, Ashley Tisdale doesn't bluntly wear his labels. I guess the next time I decide I want respect from her, I'll show up in an Ed Hardy cap and a Primp jacket.

But things like that irk me to the extreme. Also things like pretentious girls who look a dime a dozen with a staggering height of 5'5 post up amateur modeling pictures up of themselves. Congratulation on your distorted view of modeling and naiveness. I rather watch paint dry than to read: "HeYYYyy! I'M 18 I LIKE to HAve a GOOD time!! I on my way to becOMe a modeL!" I really don't understand how faking a scruffy keyboard while capitalizing random letters for no reason is considered 'cool'.

I also really, really loathe girls that claim "I love fashion! It's my life!" and can't name at least 5 high-fashion models, designers, even simple label houses. And trust me, I have a good handful of girls I knew from highschool who were like that. Girls who wore their scraggily True Religions, with a unflattering long shirt with a moose on it, fresh acrylic nails, and Converse sneakers. They all looked the same: MALL RATS.

Anyway, this girl was the epitome of everything I disliked. So after class, when she wasn't looking, I took her size 14 font novel and put it in our professor's backpack. Maybe he can take fashion notes and show up next class dressed extra spiffy so I can pounce. Or maybe, when my favorite, future designer becomes covetable, she can design a more practical school bag. Really though, I really hope she makes me eat my words.

Enough with my diddle-daddle. I hope I didn't offend anyone; speak up if you were. Here's what I wore this weekend:

• Blazer - H&M
• V-neck white shirt - Club Monaco
• Leggings - American Apparel
• Shoes - BCBG 

I've been stalking the AA website for a while and constantly checking up on the latex leggings for a hope that I can magically become inspired and find something to wear it with. The idea of it thrilled me, but I never found the heart nor desire to buy it, that is, until I went to see it in person and I fell in love. I was still hesitant about how it would fit in with the rest of my wardrobe, turns out, I came up with more ideas than I thought I would.

Once again, I apologize for lagging on actual posts. I feel like I'm stalling time by posting up Wearing Todays, but I suppose it's somewhat enjoyable. I missed That's Chic's birthday, but I'll make it up in a post. Eventually. It also turns out that I can't broadcast webcam on Justin.tv with my Mac, meaning no more live video blog. Sorry!