Look, not embracing the 'Today' show is soooo yesterday.
People don't go to bars they think are uncool.
There are tons of people who are late to trends by nature and adopt a trend after it's no longer in fashion. They exist in mutual funds. They exist in clothes. They exist in cars. They exist in lifestyles.
I've just always been a bit of a dork.
All men look nerdy in black socks and sandals.
One of the misconceptions about BlackBerry is that it's your parents' smartphone.
We were never the trendiest band, but we've always been here.
My worst ever car was a green Datsun B210, back when they called it 'Datsun' - now it's 'Nissan.' Very unsexy, unattractive. Girls hated the car. I was embarrassed to even be in it... but it was my transportation.
Lord knows I had what you could call many fashion Don'ts in my day.
I have given myself dork shivers so many times that I would be an outright liar if I characterized myself as anything other than a pure, utter, and unadulterated dork.
I was a pretty nerdy kid. I was pretty nerdy. I'm still kind of nerdy. I have all of the worst qualities of being a nerd - all of the affect and none of the smarts. I'm a useless nerd! That's pretty bad.
If you don't appeal to kids, to the zeitgeist, you get thrown on the scrapheap.
I don't feel like I'm very pop-star lame, but I'm definitely not hipster-cool.
I was not a good-lookin' girl. I was extremely skinny. I wasn't pretty. I wasn't cool.
I've never been up with the times, always been slightly out of step.
Nothing dates one so dreadfully as to think someplace is uptown. At our age one must be watchful of these conversational gray hairs.
I wouldn't be caught dead in red.
We aren't cool and never will be.
Let's face it: most jerks trying to affect an ascot look like Thurston Howell III.
My wardrobe is drab. I could spend six weeks in the same jeans. Most everything I have is blue or black, but certainly not cool.
But the Milanese have made bad choices, bad fashion, and bad jewelry.
I'm a dork!
I was terribly gawky, too goofy to become a high-kicking cheerleader, with stringy brown hair and bad posture. Definitely nobody noticeable!
Nothing is so hideous as an obsolete fashion.
If you had known me in middle school, I was definitely not what someone would think of as Brad Pitt. That was not me. I was kind of a dork.
