No more fashion statements for me. There was a time when I used to follow the trend, but I grew wise — and that comes with age. I got appalled at the wastage of money, and stopped caring what anyone else wore.
It doesn’t mean I stopped caring what I wore. I wear what looks good on me — a few clothes, but good ones.
A few years back shirts hit the floor. I am writing about the trend in Peshawar. Everyone wore floor length shirts (I must have looked terribly out of place), I remained an exception. Nowadays shirts have gone up quite a bit above the knees. I am not bothered. My shirts remain the same.
Ah, sweet youth. No matter whether you grew up sporting a fedora, penny loafers, poodle skirts, bell-bottoms, leg-warmers, skinny jeans, Madonna-inspired net shirts and rosaries, goth garb, a spikey mohawk, or even a wave that would put the Bieber to shame, you made a fashion statement, unique to you. Describe your favorite fashions from days of yore or current trends you think are stylin’.