(two in two days? I should probably save this for some time when I haven’t written in a while.)

I learned a new skill this weekend. My mom finally showed me how to sew on a button. It’s obviously very easy, but I just had never done it before (that I could remember, I probably did it in 8th grade Home Ec.). I had two shirts and one pair of shorts in need of repair.

I am wearing one of those shirts today. I don’t know how many years it’s been since I’ve been able to wear this shirt, probably 2 or 3. I’m guessing it is out of style now, but I still like it. I had forgotten it’s brand but it is my one Abercrombie and Fitch shirt. I wouldn’t go out and say that I’m anti-A&F, but it is not a store I frequent. Not my crowd, not my price range. This particular shirt was a present from a girlfriend in college. I believe it was my 3rd or 4th year (that would be the “junior” or “senior” years for most people). So the shirt is nearing 5-6 years of age.

I seem to have a problem with buying clothes. I just don’t do it very often. I’m *way* too comfortable with all of the old crap I have. I just keep wearing things until they get a hole, and then I keep wearing them for a while. If I take care of it and no holes formed I’m almost more screwed as I keep perpetuating my horrible fashion sense for months and years.

It wasn’t something I wore “out” or “in places other than my bedroom or the workout room” but I still had a t-shirt that was 11 years old up until a few days ago. It was from my junior year of high school football for which the motto was “Strive for more in ‘94″. I remember two plays from that season. I played JV and both plays were in the same game, though I don’t remember the opponent. I had one carry for at least 10 yards and a first down when I made a sweet cut back move against the grain on a sweep. And I remember being wide open in the endzone when the QB passed to the tight end instead of me. When I didn’t get the ball I laid out a defender with a devastating block so the TE could make the touchdown.

I also finally decided that my old Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts probably didn’t need to take up any of my space anywhere anymore. Besides, I had the three least exotic Hard Rock t-shirts you could find: Orlando (who didn’t have that one?), Washington DC, and the Toronto Sky Dome (which I didn’t even visit, my dad got me that shirt on a business trip).

My sense of fashion is not well aligned with the upper-echelons of the fashion world. Or probably not even the middle-echelons. I wouldn’t say I dress “horribly” or “like a drunken red-neck” but no one will ever mistake me for a catalog model. I tend to favor either the “preppy” or “athletic” side of fashion, depending on the occasion. That means lots of button down shirts and khaki pants with a liberal sprinkling of jeans and t-shirts. Thankfully I haven’t graduated to full sweatsuits and v-neck sweater vests.

A couple of friends of mine offered to take me shopping for a clothes make over. We were going to do it last month, but there were too busy. I am a little thankful. While I’m sure I would have looked so fine and they would have helped me bargain shop, I just don’t have the money for any kind of fashion. What with my new digital camera, all of the parties I went to over the last week, and last but most, a three stop plane ticket for my upcoming whirlwind trip.