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Save $50 (or you can go with less). Set aside a Saturday (what're you doing tomorrow?). Decide what new-Tommy would wear (actually, I'd like to hear that here). Then hit every thrift store in town.
I didn't want to pollute Janina's thread with "Help Tommy Shop!", but what grant wants, grant gets.
PART 1: We Must Be Nothing Less Than Fabulous:
So, if you've changed your personality--you've come out of a closet, you've moved from introvert to extrovert or vice versa--what happened to your wardrobe? Discuss!
PART 2: The Saga of Perfect Tommy:
doubting thomas was depressed and mopey for a few years. But to everyone's delight, this was merely the chrysalis stage of another lifeform we'll call Perfect Tommy. Tommy moved into thomas's apartment, did some rewiring, knocked down a few walls, did some redecorating, and added a hidden superhero lair in the basement. But, since Tommy was naked, he took to wearing thomas's clothes out of practicality.
Months later...
Tommy has come to terms with his emerging superpowers, and written them down on his character sheet: Public Speaking, Flirting, Mathematical Aptitude, Compressed Idea Generation, Apt Metaphors. But he still has no costume!
For a while I was thinking Math Nerd Meets Goth Punk (represented as lots of black and metal with torn thermals under a t-shirt reading "What Part of [bunch of mathematical symbols I won't describe: it was the triple integral of something very complicated] Don't You Understand?"), but an awful lot of Portlanders wear the black glasses I had in mind, and I'm losing my hair too fast for a mohawk.
I look good in grey: Matrix denizen? Yuppie terrorist? But there's nothing wrong with color: Hawaiian shirts and '70s jacket? Intellectual rock star? Philosopher in leather pants?
I didn't used to give a damn about clothing... but now, if I were to just wear the clothes that seem like 'me', I'd be really really cold. |
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