dress codes have always haunt me. i never liked places which requires dress code. but have to face the fact that if we dont stick to it, we'll look like a dork magneting public eyes. shirts and pants are No No to me. I am more of the tucked out tee with bermudas and slippers kindda guy (only if i can wear like that in office). really cant be bothered with dressing up. as long as its clean and baggy, its cool with me. crumpled tees are also ok with me. as much as i hate to iron clothes, i dislike ironed clothes as well. only if i have to wear a shirt for some cock function, then i will consider ironing them.
there is a mall nearby my crib. and i dont understand my friends who need to dress up, have their hair gelled up, lots and lots of perfume....just to go to a neighbourhood mall. wat the heck...
another reason i believe is probably they have been down to family's practice for those who are presentably dressed everywhere they go.. but to those dressing up just to impress... its just not being urself and not for being urself ... it yucks.
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