What to wear?

What to wear?

I have no fashion sense. This is not a boast, more of an admission of guilt. I wear black. Lots of black. Things have been thus for many years. I figure that black suits me and doesn’t draw too much attention to the fact that I can barely find things that don’t look terrible on me. The thing is, tomorow night I ill be accompnying my lady to a house party. Now, I am looking forward to the party and the chance to catch up with friends and have a few laughs, but it does fill me with a certain amount of dread.

What to wear?

I could go in my usual ensemble of geek themed shirt, open shirt over that, and black jeans or combats, but wouldn;t that seem rude? I should make some kind of effort, but effort on my appearence is something I am not too adept at, thanks to the lack of hair and the lack of style. I blame being far more interested on the inside than the outside. Maybe I should go festooned in tinsel and baubles. Or perhaps in drag. Maybe I should dress as the Doctor. Oh, wait, I already did that at a party.

I’ve bought a number of new garments of late, and am sure I will fling a few together into something resembling an outfit, but the simple fact that I am completely cack-handed with my outward appearence remains constant. Hpefully people will be far too drunk to care.

Then again, they are my friends so it won’t matter anyway. They are far more interested in people than clothes and labels. That’s pretty damn festive, all told. Here’s to friends.