We have all had our fair share of fashion disasters, not everybody is going to love everything you wear. Fashion is subjective, one persons taste is another’s disgrace.
Last month, I had somewhat of a wedding outfit disaster at my Uncle’s wedding. The wedding was held in a beautiful manor house, in Kent. The grounds were beautiful. Being the broke arsed bitch I am, I bought my outfit in the January sales, six months before the wedding day. Bargain, am I right?
Of course, the outfit would be much better suited for a winter wedding. The affluent fashionista in me was crying, whilst my bank balance was downing champagne and caviar. Alas, I thought I still looked good. I was giving Great Gatsby realness, with my swept over waves, waist jacket and bow tie. Unfortunately, I come from a family that aren’t afraid to share their opinions… basically they’re a bunch of bastards.
My Nan’s batshit crazy brother (who I’ve never met before) told me my outfit made me look like I had horrendous dandruff – brilliant. If that wasn’t bad enough, my uncle’s new wife, whom I’ve only met once, delivered the killer of all beat downs. I congratulated the newly married couple and told them it was a wonderful service. She responded by telling me I had done a great job and thanked me. She thought I was a bloody waiter. From there, I got incredibly pissed!
Here is the outfit…
Comment below, tell me about your fashion fails!
Not overly horrendous, right? Wrong.