When tasked with this assignment I instantly struggled with figuring out what was I going to do that would stand out. I live by such an ordinary routine that nothing I owned would particularly turn heads. When I sat down and gave it some thought, I realized that if theres one thing I don’t do is wear bright colors. I tend to remain generally neutral as I hate directing too much attention, so I reached in deep into the depths of my closet and found a fuzzy, bright red cardigan. It’s been years since I touched this thing, and it’s truly horrific. Doesn’t fit, itchy as hell, ugly as hell. Perfect.
Due to the fact that I’m generally a hermit and don’t really leave my house unless I need to, I decided to wear this item around people who I’m usually around, aka my family and my boyfriend. They’re usually the ones to call me out if they notice something, even slightly, out of the norm.
It’s Thursday, October 17th and of course the day I decided to wear this hot sweater was probably the hottest day of the fall so far. With temperatures reaching the 80’s, I was convinced I was going to die in this pelt from hell. I’m itchy, please help. I can feel every single hair on arms being tugged at by this sweater. I can’t take it off, and I can’t turn on the AC. Im convinced that I’m going to melt and it’s only 10 am.
My mom got up for work.
“are you not baking like a potato????”
I think this photo says it all
I have class at 3:50 pm, so I have to head out now (2 pm). It’s hotter than the 9th layer of hell, and this is just intensifying the itchiness more than anything. I had to roll up my sleeves cause of it. I actively hate the feeling of sweating in general, so I’m literally living my own worst nightmare right about now. I just got on the train and luckily the AC is blasting, but it takes a while for me to start feeling it. All I know is that I’m usually freezing by the end of my commute, so hopefully this sweater comes in handy.
The one day i’m stuck wearing this also happens to be the day I have a class in the old Parsons building, which means the AC isn’t worth jack. I can feel my pits burning, and i’m miserable. Also I’m positive my classmates are looking at me funny because of this stupid sweater, since they’re wearing shorts and I’m literally the only human in this classroom wearing wearing a sweater, let alone a ridiculously thick one. I’m embarrassed but I’m convinced it has to do with the fact that I’m just super self conscious, no ones probably thinking about it more than me. I hope I don’t end up one anyones snapchat.
I just got home, and as per usual the first thing I do is call my boyfriend to catch up. He’s really confused, and thinks that i’ve set upon a self destructive mission by wearing this thing.
Im burning this thing.
