Saturday, May 9, 2009

Hot Topic

I'm not a man who enjoys fashion. There, I said it. When it boils down I'm a very simplistic person who is more than comfortable wearing jeans and a t-shirt all my life. As I stare at my wardrobe (conveniently in a pile on my floor) I'm looking at maybe twenty t-shirts and two, yes, two polos that I bought just a few weeks ago. My preferred foot wear are a pair of flip-flops my girlfriend got me three years ago and have severe indentations in the soles because I wear them from March until the middle of November. I'm almost positive I've spent more money on Magic: The Gathering trading cards this year alone than on clothing my entire time in high school.

All of this brings me to my topic of rage tonight.

Hot Topic

Your local Hot Topic. Surely you've been there before? Everyone has because now it's socially acceptable. Five years ago it was that creepy goth store next to Pac Sun, now, at least according to the Wikipedia, it is labeled as a "downtown store." Whatever that may be. It should be noted that I am a recovering Hot Topic addict. For you see, Hot Topic is the leading store for people who don't give a shit about clothing, with Kohls being a distant second. It's essentially clothing for the fashion and taste impaired such as myself. For the better part of my years as a teenager I wasted countless Jacksons on band t-shirts and shirts with random 80's 'remember this?' you would find in a typical episode of Family Guy.

Thankfully my girlfriend has finally knocked some sense into me and dragged me into an Old Navy, among other places. At least now I've seen the light and I can look somewhat decent. That said it's sad that every time I walk by a Hot Topic in the mall I get the urge to walk in even though I know I'm doing wrong. Although I would never compare the two things, it must be what an recovering alcoholic feels like when they walk by a bar (damn, I just compared the two). I always walk in to be surrounded by ugly Tripp pants, horrible purple hair extensions, the Nightmare Before Christmas items (can't forget those), and the assclown employees who tell me someone like myself wouldn't understand why Slipknot is on vinyl.

I bought a Mastodon shirt last time I was there too...

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