No longer a plaid, plaid, plaid world

I actually went clothes shopping today. I'm getting fairly tired of the clothes in my closet, which in large part haven't changed since the early-to-mid 90's. Since grunge, for heaven's sake! And, yes, there are too many flannel shirts in my wardrobe.

So I set out to do something about that. Since my favorite jacket (my dad's wool Pendleton from when he was a kid - from Portland, no less) is plaid, I wanted to purchase nothing with a grid on it. Or maybe no patterns at all. There's a lot to be said for solids. I also wanted fewer buttons. I'm sick of buttons.

So I found some pretty cool sweaters and other tops. But I began to worry. These new items, combined with my increasing weariness of blue jeans, kind of made me look like a yuppie. No matter your intentions, you can't wear a sweater and slacks and not look pretty nice - even if your hair is messed up! So I asked Miriam if I looked like a yuppie. Her response: "You look a bit preppy, but darling, you are a yuppie, try to not be though you might." It's true. Young, good job, urban. Sigh.

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