I Don't Like Cardigans
Are there any particular styles or articles of clothing that you just really, really don't like? There are a few common things on my "never" list. Funnily enough, the post I wrote about how much I dislike yoga pants is the top-viewed post of all time on this blog. I have no idea why, but the onset of fall in the USA has inspired me to write about another article of clothing that I dislike.
Cardigans. Honestly, I can see more reason in wearing yoga pants than I can in wearing cardigans. Maybe it's my body type, but when I once tried on a cardigan in the past because someone forced me to...I felt like a miniature version of my grandpa. Maybe I have an overly strong association between cardigans and my beloved grandparents.
All I know is that when I see a cardigan, words like flair and rockin' and I'm so cool! don't come to my mind. I understand the need to stay warm, but for me, a denim jacket or a nicely fitted faux leather motorcycle jacket will always be the answer to that problem. When it's really freezing cold out, a cardigan isn't going to do you any good anyways, and a double-breasted wool coat or even an ultra-practical puffy wind-proof coat is completely understandable. I've lived in Michigan for a total of 16 years of my life--I understand the need for clothing that is suitable for chilly weather--but cardigans, I don't understand them at all. On me, anyways, they appear to cling and hang in the frumpiest, baggiest manner instead of providing any structure of their own, and who wants that?
It's not a big surprise, probably, that a woman who, well into her 20s, wears sparkly Converse and studded leather bracelets and belts with a lot of metal bling wouldn't really be the cardigan type. Maybe someday down the road, I'll wear a cardigan, and like it, and then I'll have to eat my words. I doubt it, but then again, I did start wearing skinny jeans after years of detesting them, so anything's possible.
Please don't feel hurt if you happen to love cardigans. They're just not for me. Some of my best friends wear cardigans. Among them, my aforementioned grandparents and my sister Lizzy (I've blogged before about how we're polar opposites when it comes to personal style). It takes all sorts of style to make the world go 'round...so I'll be mystified by the logic behind choosing a cardigan over a tailored jacket, and you can happily go on enjoying your own sense of style. For all I know, you don't think forks make cool earrings, so we're even when it comes to being confused by each other's fashion choices.
What styles do you experience strong aversions to?
(p.s. Remember how I said I frequently don't even carry my own purse? Apparently I can carry it normally for a whole 2 photos if it has strawberries all over it.)