For some reason, I'm constantly attacked on social media in terms of how I dress. I've never understood that. That's been very hard.
What I hate is leather leggings and an ankle boot. I hate the line.
Eventually, I manage to cheer Mum up by allowing her to go through my wardrobe and criticize all my clothes.
There is Twitter outrage at everything. Be it a pair of trousers or a short skirt, somebody, somewhere, will not like it.
A saleslady holds up an ugly dress and says, 'This looks much better on.' On what? On fire?
When you're talking about people's clothes, you're also talking about their bodies. That opens up some kind of vulnerability.
It's really weird to be taken seriously for what you're wearing. It makes me want to wear a uniform.
If someone wears something you like, you make comments on it. And if someone wears something we don't like, we make comments on it, too. That's just what guys do, what teammates do. Besides that, we don't really compete in that space.
Sage," he said. "What are you wearing?" I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it." "Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.
Why are you still wearing...?" Aya began. "Oh, that's not smart plastic? You're really an ugly?" David rolled his eyes and Shay said quietly, "David's never had any surge at all. But I wouldn't use the word ugly...Tally might eat you.
Which is why you chose to wear that delightful ensemble from the skank-wear collection at Hoes-n-Thangs?" -Tommy
Cheap as chips, cheap as chips, it's a British expression. There's no couture in their darling.
I'll come down the stairs, and my parents and sister will be like, 'What are you wearing?'
People used to complain to me all the time, 'I can't even hear you sing because your clothes are so loud.
I'm often criticised for what I wear. That's my main label in the press now: disastrous dresser!
I believe Melina is wearing Uggs. Which is exactly how I feel about her.
So. You’re saying my sister’s dressed like a prostitute
I think it is childish for men to joke about women's clothes, to make fun of our hats, to complain over the cost of a good fur coat.
The late Runako Morton had some pretty dodgy clothes.
If I had all the time in the world to waste, I'd really love to see what the members of the so-called-fashion-police sport. Do they not repeat their clothes, shoes, bags?
We women are so judged by the way we dress, and men are not. So style is part of developing your own brand.
Clothes therefore, must be the insignia of the superiority of man over all other animals, for surely there could be no other reason for wearing the hideous things
Girdles and wire stays should have never been invented. No man wants to hug a padded bird cage.
