Add that line Afroman, shit is TRUE. You may think it's simple. And yea it should be: YOU'RE JUST DRESSING YOURSELF. Something you do everyday suddenly becomes more difficult than finding "true love" on a reality show. Somewhere between packing the bong and making Easy-Mac, the ability is lost. You start pulling out ancient relics from awkward stages past and begin trying to make them hip again. Seriously stop with the clashing colors and put the boxy t-shirt you bought in Hawaii cause you thought it was funny BACK! There will be print, PRINTS-ON-FUCKING-PRINTS: floral, animal, sequins, and plaid. By potential outfit number 17 you're so unclear on what to wear you have lost faith in your own taste and judgement. You're going to be a little self-conscious anyway, don't make it harder on yourself. Trying to figure out what your non-verbal behavior is going to say about you for the day, is about as hard as figuring out what to order at Jack-in-the-Box when you're high.
Exhibit A: Our resident Diva wanted a comfy outfit to travel in. She did not need to mix my dad's old flannel, with a loudly stripped cardigan, and a green pashmina scarf. You may think it works, but even this gorgeous girl isn't that edgy. But since I helped her pick it out and kissed her goodbye, as a friend: I'M JUST AS GUILTY.
Never go shopping for clothing while stoned either...bad idea.
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